By Cynthia Tina and Laura Stasi
As Halloween approached, several of our pen pals inquired as to how we Arcadians would be spending the holiday. Although we were unsure ourselves in the days leading up to the day and even forget about the event the morning of, Halloween turned out to be one of the most memorable nights of the semester. After breakfast, Cindy, Laura, Jess and James worked together to brighten up the kitchen with decorations sent by Mr. Tina, Cindy’s dad. His thoughtful gift included everything from candy and glow-sticks to streamers and balloons. By lunchtime everyone was in the holiday spirit.
While Doug and Mabel cooked up an abundance of food for dinner, some of the more enthusiastic celebrators carved pumpkins. With designs ranging from an intricate witch etching to simple, traditional faces, the four jack-o-lanterns lined the kitchen porch and brightened the cold village throughout the evening. When the dinner bell rang at 6:25, a stream of Arcadians filed into the kitchen. Laughter erupted from the village as each person entered and revealed their hilarious costume. Some of our personal favorites included: Doug dressing up as Mabel, Jess the mermaid cleverly transforming a sleeping bag into a tail, Abbie channeling her favorite Arcadian snack, cheddar bunnies, and Laura as road kill.
Following a scrumptious dinner featuring “adult mac-cheese,” we commenced trick-or-treating around the yurt village. The logistics were somewhat tricky, but as a group we managed to knock on the door of each yurt and ask for treats. The occupants of each yurt would hold out a bowl of candy for the group’s choosing. Then quickly the residents of the next yurt grabbed the candy bowl and ran ahead to await the eager trick-or-treaters. A village filled with creative minds, and no doorbells, made for some great entertainment.
Being a Wednesday, we had our weekly community meeting the same night. Following our trick-or-treating, the group congregated in the community yurt to await the arrival of our assistant directors so that our meeting could begin. Our in-house storyteller, Jacqui, told a scary tale to pass the time. The shadow of the fake mustache she wore twitched across the ceiling while we all laughed, gasped, and passed the candy corn.
The meeting passed quickly and afterwards Doug and Mabel each told us a frightening story of their own. Feeling cozy and not wanting to retire to our separate yurts, Jacqui, Hannah, and Laura invited everyone to their place for a sleepover. While not everyone chose to come, we did have a record number of sleepers in one yurt: 8. One by one we drifted off as slumber party attendees recounted moments in their lives when they had been most afraid.
Even days later, the pumpkins still brighten up the porch and we laugh in remembrance of that ghoulish evening.
Spreading holiday cheer and festivities, even in the woods, yours truly,
Terra and Flick