Holiday birthdays—blessing or curse?

There are 365 days in the year, only about a handful of those days are holidays. The chances of being born on one of those holidays are quite slim. To some, being born on a holiday would be awesome, more gifts, more attention and praise. Personally it’s quite the opposite. I, myself, was born on October 31, 1994… yes… Halloween, All Hallow’s Eve, the Day of the Dead. The day when the spirits roam or whatever.
Now go ahead and get it out of your system. “Halloween baby”, “witch baby”, you name it I’ve been called it. Sure, it definitely has its perks, as few as there are such as more candy and a party theme I don’t have to think twice about.

But here’s where it gets sappy. I’ve always had my birthday party on the day of my birth, like everyone else. Just because I was born on a holiday didn’t mean I wasn’t entitled to a party on the day of my birthday, right? Right, but instead of having guests, that was my immediate family, they were out of trick-or-treating. Go figure. It wasn’t until the birthday before last that people actually came to my party. Before that I spent my birthday handing out candy to stranger children.

“Well, sometimes it’s cool and sometimes it’s not,” sophomore Courtney Mathis, being born on July 4th, comments, “I like it because when I tell people they get excited but what I hate about it is that sometimes it becomes more about the holiday.”

Sophomore Chandra Ingram, not being born on a holiday, says, “It’s cool! I mean, how many people do you know that’s born on a holiday?”

Just goes to show you, being born on a holiday can be a gift and a curse.

By: Jessica “Charlie” Seabolt, Staff Writer


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