I Helped a Poor Girl with Her Halloween Costume – Years Later We Stood in Front of the Altar Together
The Mummy and the Art Teacher It was Halloween morning, and chaos had taken over the school auditorium. There were glittery crowns, plastic tiaras, superhero capes flying in every direction, and laughter that sounded like bells caught in a thunderstorm — loud, wild, and unstoppable. I was forty-eight years old then — middle-aged, gray at the temples, and still holding tightly to my title of “the cool art teacher.” The kids were full of sugar and excitement, showing off their costumes, chasing praise like it was candy. The stage had