Keep Smiling Halloween

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Goblins on the doorstep,

Phantoms in the air,

Owls on witches' gateposts

giving stare for stare,

Cats on flying broomsticks,

Bats against the moon,

Stirrings round of fate-cakes

With a solemn spoon,

Whirling apple parings,

Figures draped in sheets

Dodging, disappearing,

Up and down the streets,

Jack-o'-lanterns grinning,

Shadows on a screen,

Shrieks and starts and laughter--

This is Halloween!

Oh Boy! Its Halloween Night....

My, oh my...

What an interesting sight!

It's glowing... its gleaming...

I think I'm in fright!

It's howling... It's leaping...

Come share my delight!

First you take a pumpkin, big and round and fat.

Then you cut the top off, that makes the hat.

Then you cut the holes for the nose, the mouth, the eyes

Making for the children a Halloween surprise!

We mask our faces

and wear strange hats,

and moan like witches

and screech like cats,

and jump like goblins

and thump like elves,

and almost manage

to scare ourselves!

Black is the color of the night,

Black is the color when there is no light,

Black is the color of ink when you write,

Black is the color of

Halloween Night.

A man was walking home alone one night when he hears a "BUMP...

BUMP...BUMP..." behind him. Walking faster, he looks back, making

out an image of an upright coffin banging its way down the middle of the

street towards him..."BUMP...BUMP...BUMP..." The man begins to

run towards his home, and the coffin bounces quickly after him, faster

...faster ...BUMP ...BUMP ...BUMP. He runs up to his door,

fumbles with his keys, opens the door, rushes in, and locks the door

behind him, however, the coffin crashes through his door, with the lid

of the coffin clapping...BUMP...BUMP...BUMP...on the heals of the

terrified man.

Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, the man locks himself in. His heart

is pounding. With a CRASH, the coffin breaks down the door. Coming

slowly towards him, the man screaming, reaches for something, anything...

all he can find is a box of cough drops! Desperate, he throws the cough-

drops at the coffin...and...of...course...the coffin stops!

Where it all began

The history of "Trick'O'Treating" can be traced back to the early celebrations of All Soul's Day in Britain. The poor would go begging and the housewives would give them special treats called "soulcakes". This was called "going a-souling", and the "soulers" would promise to say a prayer for the dead.

Over time the custom changed and the town's children became the beggars. As they went from house to house they would be given apples, buns, and money. During the Pioneer days of the American West, the housewives would give the children candy to keep from being tricked. The children would shout "Trick or Treat!".

spooky

Crying out loud!

One day in october of the year of 1991 me and my friends decided to get togther and go trick or treating, now I know this my seem to not be very weird but we had no idea what was going to happen this particlur night. So, anyway we went trick or treating and it was getting late, as a matter of fact it was past curfew and we where trying to find where we had to meet my mom to pick us up!

So we wandered around for at least an hour when finally we came upon a grave yard. No keep in mind we had not seen this before so we figure we had gotten ourselves lost! It looked abandoned so we went inside to sit down a rest. We figured their was no point in walking around while my mom was probably driving around and we just kept missing each other.

So we sat down to rest and we heard a little girl crying. We looked around for awhile and finally came upon a girl not yet of 5 years of age. When she saw us she began to tremmble and shake. " It will be ok, Whats' you'r name?" one of us asked.

The girl did not answer. " are you lost?" we asked. Still no answer. So we took the girls hand and begain to walk back to the front of the grave yard! The girl stopped crying and walked silently with us. Her hands where cold as ice and her face pale! When we got to the front of the grave yard she bagain to cry once more. Trying to calm her I leaned dowm to pick her up. She pushed away and began to run back to the the spot where we found her. we of course didn't catch up in time but when we got to where she was, there was nothing but two freshly dug up graves. The headstones where tossed aside and covered with dirt, picking then up one said" here layes the body of my beloved baby girl,Tasha Blankfeild, 1974-1978." and the other" Loveing mother and wife, 1947-1974." The graveswhere still warm! We ran to the front of the grave yard, and saw my mom in the car waiting for us! All out of breath we tried desretly to tell my mom what had happened, pointingto the grave yard!

" What grave yard?" My mom said looking at us like we had gone mad. WE all turned around and the was nothing but a field!

Had we gone out of our minds! No way we were their for a reason, but till this day we don't know why! Scary Huh!

Zionslove from Lapeer, mi
10/20/99

Virtual Jack-o-latern

Jack-O-Turnip?

The Celtics that lived in what is now Great Britain and Northern France would carry a lantern when they walked on the eve of October 31. These lanterns were carved out of big turnips and the lights were believed to keep the evil spirits away. Children would carve faces in the turnips. These carved turnips were called "jack-o-lantern".

Legends have it that the "jack-o-lantern" got its name from a stingy and mean old man, named Jack, who when he died was too mean to get into heaven. When Jack went to hell he was meet by the Devil who gave him a piece of burning coal and sent him away. Jack placed the burning coal in a turnip to use as a lantern to light his way. The legends claim that Jack is still walking with the lantern looking for a place to stay.

When the early settlers came to America they found the big round orange pumpkin. Being larger and much more colorful than turnips, the pumpkin made great "jack-o-lantern". Eventually the pumpkin would replace the turnip.

As the settlers spread across America they took their Halloween celebrations with them. The custom of the "jack-o-lantern" would travel with them. Eventually the Pumpkin would become the most widely recognized symbol of the Halloween holiday.

How do crazy people go through the forest?

They take the psycho path.

An Ugly Old Witch

Witch Hill

Watch Hill is a road here in Massachusetts. It is said to be the most frightening place in Salem. The Hill is not a regular hill, it is about 12 feet tall in its highest point, and is about 50 feet in diameter. It is known to the children and teens and some adults in Salem as "Witch Hill." The adults know of it because of the terrible child massacre that happened there about 60 years ago. Some children heard tales of kids found hung from the scattered trees found around the base of the hill, some heard of them finding children buried deep within the hill. Over 30 children disappeared in that horrible incident, and less than 15 were recovered. Some say the hill is nothing but rotten corpses, just waiting to be discovered, others merely say the story is just that, a story, made to scare children to never go to the dangerous place...

Well, the year is now 1990, and the Bently family has just bought the Brookson home. The Brooksons died a while back of old age, and left behind a legacy of superstition. The Bently family, Jonathan and Catherine Bently, and their 2 children Kyle, 15, and Jennifer, 13, moved to Salem from Little Rock, Arkansas, for Mr. Bently's business reasons.

(3 weeks later)

The talk of the town is that of the mysterious disappearance of 10 year old Tommy Smith, and 7 year old Erica Martin. The two were last seen playing together about 25 feet from the wooded area that surrounds Witch Hill. The Smith Family and the Martin Family are in disbelief, they never believed that anything of this nature could ever really happen, the folk tale of Watch Hill couldn't possibly be true ... could it?

Meanwhile at the Bently home, things are still unorganized. Mrs. Bently is going crazy because she cannot find her China dishes still from the move. Kyle and Jennifer are settled in quite nicely, but the disappearance of Tommy and Erica have them shocked, and curious. Nothing like this would ever happen in Little Rock. And could the stories they heard be true? Could witches be snatching the kids and torturing them? Or was it all a hoax? Or misunderstanding? It couldn't possibly be true. or could it?

While going through some of her old things, and repacking for the attic, Jennifer noticed one of the wooden floor boards was loose in her flooring. She lifted on it to see how moveable it was. When it lifted completely out of the floor, and another floor beneath it, Jennifer was shocked. Notebooks and newspapers and small boxes scattered the other floor. Jennifer didn't know what to do. Her parents were gone out to get dinner. So I guess she had to go to Kyle.

In his room with the stereo blasting Kyle was frustrated that Jennifer had walked in and been so "space invading" as he put it. "What do you want," Kyle said rolling his eyes. "Kyle, I think you ought to come look at this," Jennifer replied. "What is it, one of your dolly's break?" He remarked sarcastically while getting up. Jennifer held back from anymore comments and just led Kyle to her room.

"Oh great Jen! Tearing up the house and we haven't even been here a month yet!" He yelled. "No! Look inside it, look what's in there!" Jennifer stammered. "What's that?" He asked.

The two started going through the boxes and newspapers, Jennifer only wishing that she had never found the loose board. The newspapers showed articles of "The Child Massacre." One article read "30 Children Missing, less than 15 found" others read "Witches seek revenge on the Children of Salem". There had never been a more hard to believe story, but there it was, proof the tales were true. Black and white photos and obituary articles of the children were scattered in the boxes. Kyle and Erica insisted that they were dreaming, but deep down, they knew it was all the bitter truth.

They heard the front door open and close, and they ran downstairs to greet their parents and share with them the horrible news, but when they reached them they had bewildered expressions worn on their faces. "5 more children have disappeared." They shared with their children. After they had explained all the news, the 2 kids brought their parents up to Jennifer's room. The family sat there for hours and cried and talked about the murders, but they didn't know what they could do to help.

While putting some of the boxes back, Jennifer felt another box that they had somehow missed while removing the others, in it was a small journal, obviously kept by Mr.Brookson. It had experiences of "encounters" with witches, and of a small hut that is often passes casually without inspection. Mr. Brooksons theory was that the witches kept the children there, and eventually carried out their horrible rituals. In one entry it was said that Mr. Brookson was face to face with a witch, and in the blink of an eye she disappeared.

Without wasting any time, Mr. Bently and his family went to the police station where a search party was forming, and showed the sheriff the articles and journal. The search party was informed to not only search for the missing children, and witches, but for a small hut, where possibly the children could be found.

Three and a half hours later, the children were recovered and the hut was burned to the ground. No witches were found, but one man claimed he saw a strange woman dressed in ragged, black clothing standing in the middle of "Witch Hill" staring down at the search party below, but within seconds of being spotted, she disappeared into the night.

Now it is only a matter of time until the witches of Watch Hill decide to take revenge on the town of Salem. It could be today, it could be tomorrow. Just remember, history always repeats itself.

LadyasKiddieHalloween

The Big Cats

An Italian, and Irishman and a Chinese fellow are hired at

a construction site. The foreman points out a huge pile of sand

and says to the Italian guy, "You're in charge of sweeping".

To the Irishman he says, "You're in charge of shoveling".

And to the Chinese guy, "You're in charge of supplies".

He then says "Now, I have to leave for a little while.

I expect you guys to make a dent in that there pile."

So the foreman goes away for a couple hours, and when

he returns, the pile of sand is untouched. He says to the

Italian, "Why didn't you sweep any of it?"

The Italian replies in a heavy accent, "I did nota hava

no broom. You a said to the Chinese a guy thata he a was a in a

charge of supplies, but he hasa disappeared and I could no find

a him."

Then the foreman turns to the Irishman and asks why he

didn't shovel. The Irishman replies in his heavy brogue,

Aye, ye did, lad. But I counna get meself a shovel. Ye left the

Chinese guy in chairge of supplies, but I counna fin' him".

The foreman is really angry now, and storms off toward

the pile of sand looking for the Chinese guy

Just then, the Chinese guy springs out from behind the

pile of sand and yells.............."SUPPLIES!!!"

ThirdAge - Fun & Games - Breakout

Lying

A minister told his congregation, "Next week I plan to preach about the sin of lying. To help you understand my sermon, I want you all to read Mark 17."

The following Sunday, as he prepared to deliver his sermon, the minister asked for a show of hands. He wanted to know how many had read Mark 17.

Every hand went up.

The minister smiled and said, "Mark has only 16 chapters. I will now proceed with my sermon on the sin of lying."

Halloween

One bright, beautiful Sunday morning, everyone in the tiny town of Johnstown got up early and went to the local church. Before the services started, the townspeople were sitting in their pews talking about their lives, their families, etc.

Suddenly, Satan appeared at the front of the church. Everyone started screaming and running for the front entrance, trampling each other in a frantic effort to get away from evil incarnate. Soon everyone was evacuated from the Church, except for one elderly gentleman who sat calmly in his pew, not moving... seemingly oblivious to the fact that God's ultimate enemy was in his presence.

Now this confused Satan a bit, so he walked up to the man and said, "Don't you know who I am?".

The man replied, "Yep, sure do."

Satan asked, "Aren't you afraid of me?" .

"Nope, sure ain't!" said the man.

Satan was a little perturbed at this and queried, "Why aren't you afraid of me?"

The man calmly replied, "Been married to your sister for over 48 years!"

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Late for the Funeral

A newly appointed young preacher was contacted by the local funeral

director to hold a graveside service at a small country cemetery.

There was to be no funeral, just the committal, because the deceased had