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Mischief Night Memory



Autumn tradition
Toilet paper tree tinsel
Teenage memory

Smashed pumpkins and rotten eggs
Perfect prankster paradise

In response to Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 14: Memory and
Jennifer Nicole Wells One Word Photo Challenge: Night

Author: Dancing Echoes

I am a scientist by trade and artist by soul. My creative outlet used to be dancing but due to injuries and age, I must now find another path. I am hoping my writing, poetry and photography can be this new path. Awards: While I am grateful and honored for the numerous nominations, I don’t have time to respond to them with the attention they deserve, so for the most part, I am an award free blog. All photographs and words are mine unless otherwise credited. © 2015-2023 Dancing Echoes ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author/owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Christy Draper with appropriate and specific direction to the original content on Dancing Echoes.

13 thoughts on “Mischief Night Memory

  1. Oh yes, youth with October’s pranks.

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  2. Brings back memories for me. I never did that, but saw it in my neighborhood.

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  3. I actually never did either. My parents would have KILLED me if I had been a party to pranks like this but I too have fond memories of the “morning after” results and that distinctive sulfur smell of rotting eggs and pumpkins. This poor neighborhood got soundly rolled this past weekend and it was pretty funny to see.

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  4. If your country does not have this tradition, consider yourself lucky. It is a mess to clean up.

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  5. Teenage memories huh? You’re saying you don’t do this anymore?? jk jk. My neighborhood was never too big on these. Some students TPd my whole high school, which was actually pretty cool – though messy. And kids in my neighborhood would throw eggs at cars, Autumn or not… My boyfriend was just talking about doing all these things when he was younger. Thank you so much for sharing your lovely poem and image.

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  6. Thank you! I always wondered how this tradition started. I will have to research it. One thing’s for sure, there are teenagers in that house.

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  7. haha that is for sure. I wonder how it started as well. Let me know if you find anything.

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  9. When I was in elementary school, I went out by myself one Halloween night — safe to do that in suburban Long Island that decade, everybody surmised — and met up with a strolling gang of prank-seeking teens. I got egged on my head and thumped with a chalk-filled sock. Not fun for me. Stick to harmless papering, kids. Your photo brought this memory from my Wayback Machine, Christy, so it’s a good one.

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  10. Thank you so much! I gotta work now but look forward to catching up over the next few nights. It is always a pleasure to hear from you.


  11. My pleasure as well, Christy.

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  12. You have a great site ^_^


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