Well, Samhain is almost here. Have you carved your pumpkins and/or turnips yet?
I volunteered in my kids’ classrooms today for their “Harvest Party”. The term “Halloween” is no longer used because, you know, it might offend someone.
They had a costume parade like they do every year but in addition to the usual ban on fake weapons such as knives, swords, and guns, (which is totally understandable) masks and makeup of any kind, including those dumb vampire teeth, colored hairspray or even dark lipstick are no longer allowed either. When I read the school newsletter I thought, are they serious? I mean why even bother? What a disappointment for the kids!
“Back in the Day” (gosh I love to be old enough to say that..well, sort of) there were plastic masks and costumes from the drugstore that were basically cheap rain ponchos with plastic painted masks like this:
These costumes were far more frightening than anything around nowadays. And not only were these nasty smelling things spine-tingling scary, they were dangerous because you cut your tongue if you accidentally stuck it up against a tiny razor sharp air hole, and the rubber band that held it in place always pulled out your hair. The only good thing about them that I can remember is they kept your clothes relatively dry in case it rained.
So if you didn’t want to inhale the toxic chemical fumes, slice your tongue, or get a small bald patch on the back of your head from the plastic mask then you had to be creative and make up your own costume. When I was 8 I decided I wanted to be a genie, and not just any genie, but a beautiful one like Barbara Eden. No, more beautiful! Looking at the pictures as an adult I easily smile back at the little girl smiling at me. For the most part I pulled off the look. I’m not sure if everyone I encountered knew exactly who I was supposed to be or if I was in fact more beautiful than the vixen on “I Dream of Genie”, but what I do know is that I was a little girl with a vision, and that night I lived it. I felt as beautiful as the satiny pink fabric I wore, and I felt oh so deliciously magical with my high ponytail swinging back and forth as I ran from door to door. I haven’t seen that photo for a few years but it hasn’t keep me from still searching.
I felt a little piece of that joy while I watched the giggling children traipsing around the school this afternoon. Some children wore partial costumes, no masks, sans swords and guns, and smiling vampires without their fangs (or without their two front teeth for that matter). But I must admit there were some pretty cool costumes too. My favorites were handmade, including a humongous plume of peacock feathers that were twice as tall as the child. Totally gorgeous and amazing. My anger and frustration was nothing but wasted energy as it was obvious the magick still reigns in the excited hearts and minds of the children who get to be something or someone else, even if it’s just for a stupid parade.
Besides the real fun hasn’t even begun, so get your Wicked On all of you beautiful Witches and Witchlets!
Many Blessings on your Journey )O(
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Heh. I started to get upset, but you said it: “My anger and frustration was nothing but wasted energy as it was obvious the magick still reigns”
How often have I killed magic with my righteous anger. So, thanks for sharing, the cool photos and pictures you conjured in my mind and great joy to the children!
Thank You Vetch, for hanging in there and reading it all the way through 😀 Yes, anger kills a lot of magickal moments and hurts way…way too many opportunities and people. There’s enough anger and resentment in the world and my indignation was a prime example of that shallowness. I’m so thankful I kept my mouth shut and didn’t ruin the mood for my kids. I loved your comment, thank you!
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I always read your posts (well, since I follow you anyways), coz you have a way of touching s/o with your stories.
And the anger we felt has valid reasons, but still, it’s not helping.
Well, happy Halloween (and I am sure you’re not offended now 😛 ) and blessed be, you and your loved ones! 🙂