Friday the 13th

Amazingly, I did make it to page 314 last night. Goal today is page 318.

So, it’s Friday the 13th and my poor beleaguered students are having a test today. (cue the evil laughter) I’ve never really been a superstitious person. Oh, sure I collected 4-leaf clovers like any bored child in the outfield of a softball game during gym class. But truly, I’ll walk under ladders, pet black cats, etc. None of that bothers me. The only superstition I used to have was when I submitted a book manuscript to a publisher. I would talk to the book, tell it to win an editor’s heart over, and blow it a kiss before I sealed it up. Wacky, I know. But hey, it worked!

With a little bit of online research, I found that there really wasn’t a superstition about Friday the 13th until the 1900s. Before that, the number 13 was considered unlucky (sources say because Judas was the 13th guest at the Last Supper). Fridays were considered days of ill-fortune because of Good Friday. But no one really put them together until recently.

Just for fun, the fear of Friday the 13th is called: paraskavedekatriaphobia. I know. You really needed to know that today, didn’t you? :rotf:

So what superstitions do you have? Or do you ignore them?