All My Halloweens

halloweenI was born in a country where Halloween tradition doesn’t exist, so I missed all the candy-collecting fun as a child, but the holiday itself had always seemed mesmerizing to me, especially in its darker and spookier way. The lanterns in the dark, the ghosts wandering between this world and another… What’s there for a speculative writer to not like?

In Poland this time of the year is marked with remembrance and reflection. After All Saints Day on the first of November comes the All Souls Day on the second, and it’s dedicated to our departed loved ones. We visit cemeteries (some people travel to the other side of Poland once a year), we light candles on the graves and decorate them with flowers. We also supposedly pray and reflect, but with the congested traffic and crowded cemeteries it sometimes feels untrue. But the real magic comes in the evening, when the cemeteries become empty… In the dark, a sea of small lights flickers and mesmerizes, and a walk among the graves allows to experience the warmth of their flames. As much as those days in Poland feel like a grave(ly) vanity fair (or a family catch up with the living relatives while standing over the dead ones), the evening experience compensates everything. I don’t have any pictures, but a quick Google search provided a fitting image.

Because of a different tradition in my home country, I only got to experience Halloween when I moved over to Ireland. The first one came just weeks after I’ve arrived, and in the midst of job-seeking and adapting to a new place, I pretty much missed it. My house mates had warned me it gets dangerous after dark in the neighborhood, and even though the evening turned out quiet, no one knocked on the door.

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Pumpkin carving. One of the first attempts. Transferring a complex image of a familiar drawn by Inq proved to be more challenging than I thought.

Next time, when I’ve moved to another area in Dublin, I got to admire the decorations of the neighboring houses, but I was going to Poland at the end of October, so I knew I’d miss it. I flew back to Dublin on Halloween afternoon and when I got home, I got to walk through brightly-lit neighborhood, full of children walking around and their parents chatting to their neighbors. Halloween that year seemed bright and quite a positive event, yet I didn’t have any candy and our house wasn’t decorated.

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I like how this one turned out, and it was quite easy to carve too.

As years passed, I sank into the tradition unexpectedly, and both decorating the house and carving a pumpkin seemed like a fun thing to do. I’ve moved again, and my house mate enjoyed the idea of decorating our windows too, so we stocked up on candies and I carved my first pumpkins. A dragon and a face of Skruntch, a witch’s familiar. We gave away some candies, and the Halloween once more seemed a friendly event.

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Nothing puts you in a Halloween spirit like a package with a pumpkin and Stitch in it.

Then I moved again, and living in the very heart of the city meant no children-friendly neighborhoods and very few decorations. No one roamed the narrow corridors and stairways of the apartment buildings, and in the street one was more likely to see dressed-up (and drunk) party-goes than kids. Somehow, Halloween fell into the background again, but last year, my last year in Ireland, Myk Pilgrim had put me once more in the spooky holiday spirit, sending me a pumpkin lantern, so I gave in and carved my own too.

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Tiger-me.

I didn’t dress up much as I’m not a social person and I don’t go to parties often, but during my early years in Ireland I worked in childcare, so I dressed up for work, for children, and one of my costumes was a tiger (a simple costume that wouldn’t interfere with work duties). Apparently, without my glasses and with the face paint on, I had to say something for the people to recognize me by my voice.

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When I started working for a game publishing company, I missed one Halloween once again, but after that I participated in dressing-up. It sure was fun to see the coworkers all changed and share a few good laughs over their creativity when it came to costumes. I’m a firm believer that a Halloween costume should be made not bought, so even though the last time my company had organized the event I didn’t have much time to prepare, I still made my own costume. A minion from Despicable Me seemed a good choice for something quick: I had the right (over)weight, and blue overalls that had been a joke gift from Inq.

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Pumpkin 2016. It’s going to be hard to beat that design.

Now, I’m in yet another country and from mid-September all the shops had been reminding me that Halloween is coming. Almost like a child, I enjoyed looking at all the merchandise (and the biggest pumpkins I’ve seen in my life!), some maybe a bit tacky, but all very creative, and in a way it made me look forward to Halloween again. My area is quiet and it seems that mostly students live around, so I haven’t prepared to give out candy, but I’ll definitely carve a pumpkin… if I come up with some exciting design since the last year’s one set the standard high.

How about you? Do you celebrate Halloween? Do you have any particular memories connected with that holiday? What do you love or hate about it the most?

18 thoughts on “All My Halloweens”

  1. I grew up in a generation where Halloween as it now exists simply didn’t. There would be the odd reference to it in spooky stories, but the idea of dressing up and trick or treating just wasn’t on the radar. When my children were young, it was just beginning to be something that some folks did – but there were also quite a number of people concerned about the effect of it, so we didn’t take part. And suddenly when my granddaughter was little, I realised she was dressing up and going out with my daughter, also dressed up. These days on Halloween night, we decorate the window and have a tub of sweets by the front door and a steady stream of young children and some teenagers knock at the door. I think it’s fun:)

    1. That is fascinating! Did you do anything for Halloween at all when you were a child?

      This is my favourite holiday of the year. I think it’s great that you pass out sweets to your teenage visitors as well. 🙂

    2. Oh, I didn’t know this type of celebration is fairy new. It’s interesting to see how the times have changed. Thank you for sharing! (And yes, it’s fun. 🙂 )

  2. I vaguely remember trick or treating when I was very young, but I don’t remember being that into it. I have an aversion to putting my hand in bags, especially ones held by strangers, from a very young age. I don’t even know why.
    My favourite memories were when I was older, and we would sit round a camp fire in the woods swapping ghost stories and roasting marsh mallows.

      1. Ah, you got to try it. In the woods at night, sat around a roaring fire is the best place to hear them 🙂 I also recommend slicing a banana in half, placing chocolate in the middle, wrapping the whole lot in tin foil, and placing it in the warmth of the fire until heated. Very scrumptious.

  3. Halloween? What Halloween? Oh, that silly partying when adults dress up like kindergarden kids and pretend they are scary ghosts, devils and witches…thanks but no thanks.

    1. It’s not really in our culture. Though is it worse than our flooding graves with flowers and candles and all that cheap and tacky marketplace at the cemeteries’ entrances? 🙂

      1. No, not worse, it’s just a different face of cheesiness. And you should add greedy business and thievery to the graves flooding with flowers and candles. Overall stuff from a good horror.

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