Granted, this is a little belated but I posted it on our company blog at the appropriate time.
The first thing you should know is that Halloween is my favorite. I haven’t had a store-bought costume since age 6. And while my efforts have ranged from Miss Piggy to the Queen of Spades to Darth Maul (with an intense three-hour makeup job), my dream costume was an apple tree.
It may not sound particularly exciting, but I was in love with the idea of being so realistic that I would ring people’s doorbells, scurry off into the grass, and bask in their confusion as unsuspecting homeowners opened their door to find no rosy-cheeked child, but a great green apple tree that wasn’t there a minute ago. “Oh my,” I envisioned them saying as they scratched their heads, “where on earth did that apple tree come from? Was that always there?” Then I would let them in on the joke, pause graciously for the round of applause and move on to the next house.
This played out in my mind every single Halloween, but I built it up so much that I was (and am) a little intimidated to try it. Alas, the closest I ever got was a full-body cat outfit, which indeed confused my two cats and my grandpa, but lacked the satisfaction I envisioned my apple tree would give.
You see, my favorite parts of Halloween are the mystery, the youthful spirit and the fact that your only job on this one day is to have fun and, if you’re lucky, treat someone else to a little happiness.
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