Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Just Me Giving Thanks

You guys,

I know that all Americans feel a certain amount of nostalgia when thinking about the first Thanksgiving:



The Pilgrims



and Indians,



The Turkey





and yams. The football,



and fighting.



The tense silence, and then the purchasing of land with bees.





No wait. I meant beads.





Every year, the same traditions passed down through generations, all commemorating those three fateful ships...

The Pita,

The Rita,



and the Santa Maria.



They first docked that moonlit night thousands of years ago, at that place so close to where we now live, that has its own special place in our hearts (out here), and that people who don't live out east can't know anything about. The magic of it, the majesty, the wonder of how three ships could make it down 5th Ave and find that first American resting place, 30 Rock.



Well, it was a miracle that's what. And isn't that what Thanksgiving's all about? Miracles?


~P


6 comments:

Momma said...

It is so good to know that your Orem Elementary social studies come in handy at least once a year. It always makes me so proud. Thank you for sharing your reminiscing of the first Thanksgiving.
Have a happy day tomorrow.
Love forever,
Momma

Ames and Jer-da-me said...

I love the "Santa Maria"...and your almost spot on history review.

Thanks,
Amy

Unknown said...

The Pita, the Rita and the Santa Maria made me laugh out loud. I'm thankful for you.

adampictures said...

You'll hear from my attorney.

Casey&Mal said...

Hilarious! We wish we could be spending Thanksgiving with you guys! Well, mostly Lindsay, we really like her. And so you could praise me for my pecan pie - first time making! Maybe next year...Happy Thanksgiving!!!!!

Christina said...

So now you're writing misleading children's books? Of course you are, what else?

And you are right, it was magic to get the three ships down 5th Avenue. Thank goodness Mr. Rockerfeller felt like building all those years ago. He was really thinking ahead!