（Contributed by Tak)
When I was 8 years old, my family and I immigrated to Vancouver, Canada. Starting a new life in a completely alien environment had its challenges. This is a part of that story.
October 31st is a day that every kid looks forward to. On this autumn night, kids get to dress up and go trick-or-treating for Halloween. I was 8 years old when I first experienced this amazing celebration. I had no idea what Halloween was about. To help me out, my mom asked the local parents all about it and helped me dress up. She asked me what I wanted to be. Without hesitation, I told her that I wanted to be a vampire.
I still remember going out to the department store to look for my costume and make up. I got a giant black cape, some white make up—and of course, fangs. On Halloween, students are allowed to wear their costumes to school. The teachers dress up too. It was a sight I’d never seen before. Roaming the halls were ghosts, Frankensteins, princesses, fairies, you name it. After lunch, there was a costume parade where all the kids marched through the school to show off their costumes. Screams and laughter filled the classrooms.
In the evening, we went trick-or-treating. I went with my friend, Jason. He was dressed up as a ghost. I looked ridiculous with my giant fangs and thick eyebrows. Now, the tradition is that you collect the candy in a pillow case. We went around door to door and collected enough candy to last us ten years. Everyone who answered the door gave us a giant handful and we could not have been happier.
Kids stop going trick-or-treating when they enter high school. But there are plenty of Halloween parties to give us an excuse to dress up, no matter how old we get.