Our Thanksgiving Day On the fourth Thursday of November, Me and my family celebrate Thanksgiving at my aunt’s house because it is just a day to relax and thank my family for whatever they have done for me without being selfish or greedy. We all help today with the preparations. First we get together, then we try to entertain ourselves in different ways, and then we have our feast. We do a lot of fun things, Me and my cousin go buy muffin mix, and then we make muffins. I love going to my cousin’s house in Thanksgiving.
My family is very blessed with everything we possess, during Thanksgiving is time for us to recognize those things and thank God for allowing us to have them. Even though holiday season can be extremely hectic for my family, we always try to be thankful and appreciate the good. This year, Thanksgiving will be a little bit different though. The year of 1621 was significantly important to the Pilgrims. 1621 was the year the Pilgrims celebrated fall harvest.
We grew in our understanding of the trail and of course in our individual abilities. Sometimes we fell silent but others were full of laughter and the innocence of getting to know another. We were also privy to meet Teresa and become part of their family for the course of a few weeks. Teresa’s culinary delights and warm personality always greeted our tired and stinky self’s during our reprieves. Thanksgiving was spent in warmth with a real turkey instead of the instant Idaho potatoes and tuna fish we had already anticipated.
Hope and pray everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving with Family and Friends. It was just the three of us this year. I (with the help of my son Jerrid) cooked a ham, turkey (breast), dressing, pea salad, potato salad, rolls, cranberry sauce, and pecan pie. It was so good. I had planned to also have green bean casserole but ran out of steam.
Usually everyone comes to our house the next day to play games, watch movies, and eat more food! This year we went to Grandma and Grandpa’s house and ate turkey. Daddy was roasting the pork all day for the next day when everyone would come over. While we were at Grandma’s house my cousins and I played with army men, and talked a lot. All day we could smell the dinner Grandma was preparing.
Parents laughed and kids played. Reading the story made me smile. It just seemed lik a happy great time for everyone, Never wanting the fun to end. And the unbreakable bond between all of them showed this theme greatly. "A child—could wake up one day and call for “Block Party Day.” And we’d share ribs, corn, chicken, tater pie, and collard greens, and Miss Sarah who never married always made punch with vanilla ice cream and it would melt into a swishy mess."
The first thought that comes to most people's mind when hearing the word Thanksgiving is the food you eat at that time. Quite a few people may have some of the main foods that are the same; such as turkey, mashed potatoes, and beans. When I have my family Thanksgiving, we usually eat ham and chicken, mashed potatoes, jello, stuffing, pumpkin pie, and other fruits and vegetables. In contrast, some of my classmates said they eat tacos, turkey, baked beans, and fish. Therefore, not everybody eats the same kinds of
Martha looked at the myth of Thanksgiving. The idea that an entire family would happily get together for a huge meal. The family will think and talk about everything that they are thankful for. This is heavily discussed in elementary schools. As a child I remember my teacher suggesting that at dinner we should go around the table and have each family member say something that they are thankful for.
Every year on the same day, everyone has a way to spend time in addition to honoring their veterans. My family spends time together and honor our veteran. My parents would always buy me cake and invite my family members who live in Idaho. I would always have a great time with them as we eat cake and open presents. When I spend time with my family and having fun, I think of how lucky I am to have my Grandpa.
If someone is sick, she will cook a dish and take it to them. If someone is less fortunate, she will do whatever she can to help him or her out. She has taught me how to be a giving person. On Sunday afternoons, we would make cards at the church to take to the nursing home. It was so amazing to see the elderly’s faces light up with joy when we came to visit.