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Lessons learned on Halloween
Published November 6, 2009
Another Halloween has come and gone and with a few life lessons.
First, the good. I don’t think there is a greater joy than watching my 16-month-old daughter — decked out in a flower costume — waddle up the walks of our neighbors’ homes with an outstretched arm holding a candy bucket.
This was Mackenzie’s first Halloween that she could actually collect candy from our neighbors.
It took a while for her to grasp the idea. After all, walking up to a strange house, in the dark, decorated with spooky skeletons and creepy jack-o-lanterns has got to be a scary thing for a first-time trick-or-treater.
But at the first house, she discovered people like to greet her with coos of, “She’s so cute,” and “Aren’t you precious?” Mackenzie soon realized no one was going to harm her. She also realized if she held out her bucket, she would get candy.
At only one house did she get a fright. A young boy opened his door wearing a sci-fi creature mask. Mackenzie took one look at him, then at me, and began to cry. The boy apologized and after I picked her up, she set her sights back on the candy-laden trail.
After about 10 houses, the Mighty Mack was ready to go inside the warm house and sift through her candy.
But battling the images of my little girl teetering up neighbor’s front stairs was a more disturbing image forged on Halloween night.
On at least three occassions, I opened my front door to see teenagers holding out pillow cases — while cradling a cell phone on their ear!
Instead of saying “Trick-or-treat,” these future leaders of America had the Audacity of Dope to be yapping on a cell phone while going door-to-door. Is there no hope for the children of America? Are they so ignorant and disturbed they must speak to their friends — who are also trick-or-treating — while collecting candy? Nevermind that they are too old to be trick-or-treating — most sans costume I might add — but they don’t have the decency to hang up the phone.
Hopefully, Mackenzie will have the class and respect to hang up the cell phone before taking a handful of Snickers when she gets older.
Next year, cell phone talkers get rocks from the Arrington house.
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