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Editor's Picks 1. Colonizing Malkah 2. Teddy's Tea Party 1773 3. Please Reload Pods Before Leaving 4. Audio-Visual Communications 5. When Two Worlds Clash 6. Star Trek: The Last Generation 7. 8. 9. Heading 1 The Myths of Halloween Heading 2 Some Ancient and Modern Myths of Halloween Hook Are Halloween myths scary or fun? About This Newsletter As a child, I found Halloween fascinating and fun. It was neither a religious nor scary holiday. It was the night we got free candy and cookies in return for shouting "Trick or Treat". My Grandfather would take my siblings and me trick or treating, while Grandma stayed home and gave out homemade cookies to the neighborhood children, who all called her Grandma. I didn't know the roots of Halloween nor many of its myths until I became a adult. Letter From the Editor Halloween can trace its roots back to the Celtic celebration of Samhain, which occurred around November 1. Exactly how Samhain was originally celebrated isn't known. What we do know is that Samhain was an annual event that occurred around harvest time. One of the beliefs, which appears to be associated with this event, is that the veil between this world and the next is very thin, and this allows the dead to easily cross over into this world. One of the roots of trick or treating is souling, in which poor people--usually dressed in costumes--went from door-to-door offering to pray for the dead in exchange for food. One of the customs of Halloween is pranks. I remember my Grandfather telling me about a prank he and his friend pulled on a neighbor, the put the man's horse and buggy on the roof of his house. There are several myths about the origin of the Jack-o-lantern. One of the myths is about Stingy Jack, who wasn't a nice person. He enjoyed playing tricks on and manipulating his fellowman. The devil wanted to trap Jack, but Jack trapped the Devil and made a deal that would prevent Jack from joining the Devil in Hades. When Jack died, he couldn't get into Heaven and, because of the deal, the Devil wouldn't accept him. The Devil give Jack a burning ember, which Jack put in a carved out turnip to light his way in his wanderings. There are modern myths about Halloween as well. Some of these myths are a little scarier than others. One of my favorites is about the Great Pumpkin. The Great Pumpkin rises from the sincerest pumpkin patch and gives out candy and toys to good boys and girls. Do you have a favorite Halloween myth? Have you written a story about a Halloween myth? Editors Picks
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