On Hallowe’en, we still had not gotten candy so we went out and bought some but not very much. There wouldn’t be so many kids. We all got ready to meet Malcolm’s friend for Trick-or-treating after we decided what to be. I was a prisoner with a shirt that said “PRISONER,” black and white striped tights, black and gray striped socks, navy blue shorts and a pillowcase. The pillowcase was two things: a bag of stolen money (not really) and a candy bag!
Seanna was a witch with my witch cape, purple and black striped tights, and a black shirt. Malcolm was “Karate Man” with his karate uniform. He didn’t have a belt with him so we tied a pair of long purple socks together and used that. We didn’t go to very many houses but we went to a lot of stores. There were a few funny things:
At one house, they gave us cough drops.
At one restaurant they gave us sugar packets.
We went to an art gallery where the man said “Sorry, I only have two pieces of cake and I can’t give each of you a piece.”
Somebody else said “I can give you wine…”
At one store they tried to give us lemons.
And then we got back home and our friend had just got back from France so we shared our candy with him. It was really fun!
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Oh, Annika, that sounds like fun. We didn't have any trick-or-treaters at our house, so we have to eat all the candy ourselves. I hope you have some pictures you can share.
In the 9 years we've lived at the farm, we have never had even 1 trick or treater. If someone ever came, I might have to resort to lemons and cough drops, too!
Hi, this is Maddie and her mom. We just read about your fabulous trick or treating adventures about how people tried to give you cough drops, lemons and wine. I think I have a story that is even better: Down the street from my dad's house a family was giving out candy. They also had a huge bonfire in their yard. We found out that when they gave you candy (crummy hard candies), they also made you take a religious book. We were scared that if we didn't take their religious propaganda, they would throw us in the bonfire. My mom said she wanted to go to their house, take their religous book, throw it in the fire and then run away.
My cat Carl just fell off the nightstand. That's all from Missouri. Miss you guys, can you speak German fluently now?
Hi, this is Maddie and her mom. We read your fabulous trick or treat adventures and how you got lemons, cough drops and wine. I have got something almost as "bad": when we were trick or treating, a family down the street from my Dad's house had a bonfire and they were giving out religious books. We were afraid that if we went there and didn't take their religious propaganda, that they would throw us in the bonfire. My mom said she was going to take their religious books, throw them in the fire and run away.
My cat Carl just fell off the nightstand. That's all from Missouri
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