Tag Archives: racial identity

A Halloween memory

I outgrew Halloween way to early. Somewhere around age 8 or 9, my parents asked me what I wanted to dress up as, whether I wanted to go trick-or-treating, and I shrugged my shoulders, shook my head. I think it was partly to do with the fact that none of my friends or peers from school lived in my neighborhood. During the elementary years, I attended private school, and then a public school with a magnet program on the other side of the district. I was a shy kid to begin with, and I didn’t click with the other kids on my cul-de-sac, so I was perfectly content to spend Halloween answering the door and passing out candy to the other kids. Continue reading