My Mom, the Witch

My Mom as the Neighborhood Witch!

Yes, my mom was a witch—well, to be fair mostly on Halloween.  Mom was the neighborhood piano teacher, so throngs of kids would storm our door every Halloween, excited for hand-outs from their music teacher.

Mom—with her quirky humor—wanted to give her students a forever memory. And boy, did she! Those innocent cherubs rang the doorbell to be greeted by a witch screeching and rushing through the door at them. The kids screamed and scattered all over the yard. Mom gathered them back up, ushered them to the porch, and gave them handfuls of candy.

By extension, I became popular as the daughter of the witch.

Fun times.  I hope all the trick-or-treaters this year are lucky enough to run into a witch like my mom.

How about you? Do you have any fond/scary Halloween memories to share?

I’d love to hear from you. And as always, thanks for stopping by.

Brenda

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