Halloween Years Ago..

A little late for Halloween but I am a little slow anymore..

When Missy was in 1st grade and Kristina was in 3rd grade we lived in a small town Caney KS. That Halloween I dressed up as a witch and visited all of the grade school classrooms.

I used facial mask made by Mary Kay and added green food coloring for my face. I took a piece of stiff paper and made a tent like nose it was a triangle folded in the center. Then I would mix up flour and water and made dough and slab it on that nose with bumps all over it and bake it till it was hard. I then applied it to my nose using double sided tape and covered that with my green mask that I put all over my face and neck…It cracked once it got dry and just looked gross.. I could not drink from a glass after I added the nose because it came over my mouth a little.

I had toilet seat white hair that was cut in a Farah Faucet cut, it was the early 80’s, and my hair had been over processed so much if I just washed it and blow dried it my hair just frizzed out. I wore a traditional black witch hat over that.

I made a black raggedy dress made out of sheets I had dyed black and I added a pillow on the upper part of my back which I held in place with a t shirt I wore under my black garb. I had old brown gloves, remember those brown cotton gloves men used to work in when it was cold; I wore those over my hands.

I carried a big ole crocked stick that I found that had fallen off an old dead tree. It was longer than I was tall and big enough that my hand could just reach around it. . I walked real slow all bent over holding onto that big ole stick and with that pillow for a hump I was some sight. I also carried a brown burlap sack that I put apples in for the teachers.

No one knew I was going to dress like this, not even my girls. I got dressed about noon and went to the school. All of the Teachers and staff had no idea who I was and they thought I looked very frightening and I talked to everyone in my best witchlike, whiny voice.

I knocked on every teacher’s door and entered the room giving scary looks to all of the kids and dug way deep into my sack for an apple for their teacher. I would say, “I have a little gift for you my dear,” and give a witchlike chuckle and lay an apple on their desk. All of the small kids would yell, “Don’t eat it, it is poison!” Then I would leave the room letting the poor teacher deal with the excited students and I was off to my next room.

In my girls classrooms even they had no idea it was me. When they got home they realized I was the witch. That evening I stayed dressed up to hand out treats to the kids. It was not as much fun because the real little ones were very scared of me. I wore that same garb for a few more Halloweens but none of them was as much fun as that 1st time.