As rehearsal of the children's orchestra I conduct drew to a close earlier this week, the excitement of Halloween hung in the air. I told the kids that after writing their practice assignment on their assignment sheets, they could come tell me what they were dressing up as for Halloween.
"The grim reaper!"
A shy violist approached me with a broad smile and whispered in my ear with delightful anticipation, "I'm going to be a princess."
Thank God for sweet little girls who love beauty more than ugliness and would prefer to bask in the girly fun of dress-up instead of clothing themselves in grimness, fright, and death.
(And that, I guess, reveals what I think of mainstream Halloween celebrations.)