Although Halloween doesn’t really happen here, I celebrated the night of October 31 by taking a walk with my camera to try to create some “eerie” photos. I scared myself silly. When I came back to my apartment and found that I was only halfway through evaluating my students’ homework, then I REALLY started screaming.
Sidewalk of fear
I had one class create their own ghost stories. I gave them the beginning:
A man was walking home alone one night when he heard a
BUMP…BUMP…BUMP… sound behind him. Walking faster, he looked back, and he
Some of the results were:
“A black cat.”
In groups of 3, they then created their own mini-dramas. One student read the story, the second “acted” it out, and the third made sound effects. It was bone-chilling.
Lonely night street
Window of Mystery
“Once upon a midnight dreary….”