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
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.
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October 7, 2015 at 8:12 pm
Oh yes, youth with October’s pranks.
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October 7, 2015 at 8:12 pm
Brings back memories for me. I never did that, but saw it in my neighborhood.
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October 7, 2015 at 8:43 pm
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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October 8, 2015 at 12:10 pm
Strange for me
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October 8, 2015 at 1:33 pm
If your country does not have this tradition, consider yourself lucky. It is a mess to clean up.
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October 9, 2015 at 9:32 am
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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October 9, 2015 at 9:59 am
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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October 9, 2015 at 10:00 am
haha that is for sure. I wonder how it started as well. Let me know if you find anything.
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October 20, 2015 at 7:59 am
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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October 20, 2015 at 8:01 am
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.
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October 20, 2015 at 8:18 am
My pleasure as well, Christy.
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October 5, 2017 at 3:08 pm
You have a great site ^_^
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