I was in my first year of teaching as a freshman at a small college in southern New Jersey.
The semester before, my students had just completed a Halloween project and were in the middle of preparing for the traditional Halloween dinner.
The evening was a huge event and everyone wanted to show their best Halloween costumes.
I could barely contain my excitement when I received an email asking if I would be willing to be my students Halloween costume judge.
I was nervous to tell my class I was not wearing a costume that night and would not be taking part in the Halloween party.
I had to be very careful not to upset anyone.
After all, I had just spent a semester as a college professor and I had the right to make these decisions about what to wear and what not to wear.
I began the day by reading through the Halloween costumes they had chosen.
My students were not the only ones who chose their costumes to impress.
The rest of my class, which included my older colleagues, were as well.
The night was winding down and I was sure I would not have to take part in a costume contest with the majority of my students.
I knew that I had been a terrible judge of my own Halloween costumes, but this was a Halloween party and there was nothing wrong with having fun with my students and the other kids.
I also knew that it was my responsibility as a teacher to make sure that my students felt comfortable and comfortable with their costumes.
The next day I began to prepare the Halloween night costumes that would be worn at the party.
They were a mix of different styles of costumes and were made of various materials.
I made sure to choose a costume with some variety in it.
For instance, I made a Halloween dress that had two necklines and a wide skirt that hugged the body and made it more feminine.
I did not want my students to feel uncomfortable in their costumes, so I added extra material to the bottom of the skirt.
Finally, I chose a Halloween costume with long sleeves and a long black cape.
I kept it simple, with just a long sleeve dress and black gloves.
I think the costume was the most memorable Halloween costume that my class had ever seen.
I hope you can see my point.
As we prepared to go out, my class took turns to dress up as different characters from their Halloween school.
One student wore a dark red shirt, dark red pants, and a black hood.
Another student wore white shoes and a white shirt, a dark green skirt, and black pants.
One of the girls wore a black dress, a black skirt, black shoes, and an orange wig.
The evening was winding and it was time to get our students dressed.
We were not allowed to have a costume party with the entire class.
That meant that I would have to be there and do my best to dress as a costume judge for my students, the majority.
After the class had finished, I took a look at my students’ costumes and realized that they had not only chosen to make their Halloween costumes as cute and fun as possible, but also that they were going to make an impression on the people around them.
I took the costume that had the most excitement to my class and asked my students how excited they were about their costumes and how they wanted to be judged by the Halloween crowd.
Some of my fellow teachers did not like my costume choice.
I didn’t have the patience to keep my students from making a great Halloween costume.
After I finished talking to my students about the night’s activities, I turned to my office.
My classroom had a very narrow hallway.
I opened the door to my classroom and noticed that a large crowd of people were waiting to enter.
I decided to go outside and start a conversation with the crowd.
I told them that I was their Halloween costume judging judge.
They said, “Yeah, but it’s not Halloween, it’s school.”
I told my students that it wasn’t Halloween at all and that I thought it was the school’s responsibility to make it appropriate.
I assured them that my Halloween costume was not that creepy, but I knew it was going to be difficult to convince the students that I wasn’t wearing the Halloween costume they had come to celebrate.
They seemed to think that I knew they were coming for me.
I began telling them about my experience with Halloween and how much it affected me and that it had affected them.
Some students seemed to be a bit upset, but many students seemed happy.
I noticed that most of my friends and family were not offended by my Halloween costumes or by my choice to be the Halloween judge.
In fact, some of my colleagues were very pleased with my costume choices and I felt that this would be a good opportunity to have more fun with the students.
When my students were finished speaking with me, I opened my door and asked them to get ready for class.
I went inside and told them