Morning Meeting Halloween Riddles

I’m the class pet skeleton who takes attendance with a rattling wave. Who am I?

I’m the pumpkin spice scent sneaking down hallways from the staff coffee cart. What am I?

I’m the door greeter cut from felt, reminding everyone to “Boo kind.” What am I?

I’m the math fact game played with candy corn counters. What am I?

I’m the reading corner stack of mystery books wrapped in black paper. What am I?

I’m the SEL check-in prompt that asks, “If you were a friendly monster today, what would your power be?” What am I?

I’m the class pledge rewrite that begins, “We promise to be fa-boo-lous friends.” What am I?

I’m the hallway echo of giggles when students compare costume plans. What am I?

I’m the mindfulness bell shaped like a tiny cauldron—breathe in, bubble out. What am I?

I’m the attendance chart where bats fly to the moon as names are called. What am I?

I’m the word-of-the-day ghost that floats near the whiteboard, revealing synonyms. What am I?

I’m the movement break where students stomp like werewolves, stretch like cats, and freeze like statues. What am I?

I’m the invisible ink clue hidden under the morning message, revealed with a blacklight wand. What am I?

I’m the gratitude jar decorated with mini pumpkins, ready to collect “boo-tiful” compliments. What am I?

I’m the final high-five line whispering, “Happy haunting—see you after specials!” What am I?