In a few days, we will celebrate Thanksgiving, a treasured national holiday rooted in tradition. But what exactly is that tradition? What is the real origin of Thanksgiving?
I did some research, and according to plenty of kid-centric Web sites, the pilgrims traveled aboard the Mayflower - some were actually suspended from the sails - and crashed into Plymouth Rock on Dec. 21, 1620. Then, the kids maintain, they began to die.
Eventually, an English-speaking Native American named Squanto, from the Wampanoag nation, approached the starving pilgrims and offered to teach them how to survive in the New World.
He educated them about poisonous plants, taught them to build houses and showed them how to use fish as fertilizer. According to the kids, they gave him a pumpkin in return.
The next harvest was a bountiful one, full of enormous amounts of corn. Yum!
The pilgrims decided to throw a feast of gratitude for their good fortune, and they sent invitations to the Native Americans. The Native Americans brought deer and lobster meat and fish to the feast. The Pilgrims brought corn and smallpox. The feast lasted for three days, even though the turkeys were the size of children's hands.
Contemporary Thanksgiving shares a similar meaning. It is a time to reflect on the many blessings that have been bestowed on us. I would like to share with you roughly 500 words' worth of mine.
I am thankful for flush-free urinals, automatic-flush toilets and motion-activated paper towel dispensers.
I am thankful that even if we don't agree with them, our officials were elected by a majority of the adults in this country.