(Fantastic image by Olivia Lou on Flickr)
The
whole Halloween thing is so foreign to us here in Australia (in fact, I
doubt 95% of us Aussies know the origin
of it). The Halloween thing has only been going on here for a few
years, and it seems to be all commercial puffery.
Two years ago we had our first
little trick or treater responsibly accompanied by his father in our street. Gorgeous. Unfortunately, I was not prepared for this event, so unfortunately didn't have any candy for his little treats bag. I was in the middle of apologising to a fallen little face, when one of my Boston Terriers, Zeb, ran out the front door in 'full snort' with the force of a tank (if you know Zebbie, you know this is an apt description of my special little guy) and excitedly went straight for this poor little wizard's lolly bag. I was mortified. As was the father. The little boy cried. It was awful. Really awful.
Then last year I had a bunch of university students (you know, the type that should have had a year off to go and see the world and understand their place in it) dressed as fairies (see I told you so) proclaim "trick or treat"! Again, I was not prepared for Halloween and explained I had no treats so they would have to trick me. This was met with silent blank stares and a "whaddayamean?" I then had to explain to them what trick or treating is all about. I was left feeling my regular Gen X distain for the Gen Y'ers (in fact, I am sure by now I have progressed more to the Grumpy Old Women sociological grouping than Gen X) but pleased (if not a little smug) I had educated them about a general world fact.
Lately I've really enjoyed reading on Bloglines all the US crafty lady blogs who embrace Halloween with such commitment and crafty goodness. They decorate their house, they select and carve pumpkins, they choose and make amazing costumes and even make festive food. I'm not sure we even go to that much trouble on our national day, other than fly a flag somewhere, select which beer goes with which snags, whack on some thongs (or even throw them) and have a BBQ.
So I'll be ready on 31 October this year with some sort of treat if any ghost, wizard, fairy, witch or other arrives on my doorstep, where I'll have a pumpkin out the front and my dog on a leash.