May Day

 When I started school it opened a whole new world for me. I had new friends. And I learned new traditions.

May Day was a tradition I knew nothing about. 

On the first day in May Mom and I made "May baskets". We filled extra-large paper cupcake cups with various candies. A long and colorful pipe cleaner made a pretty handle for the basket. I think there were other decorations but it has been a long time. 

All the baskets we made were placed side-by-side in a cardboard box and put in the car. Off we went.

Mom told me when I got to a friend's house I was to take a basket and go to their door. When I got there I should knock on the door and run to the car. If my friend caught me he or she had to give me a kiss.

So I knocked on the door and ran like the devil was after me. But Mom had neglected to tell me to leave the basket first! 

She told me to take the basket back and leave it. By this time my friend Susan was running toward me. She took the basket and kissed me on the cheek.

The rest of the baskets were delivered more successfully.

I miss old traditions. I wonder why they stopped.