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[aid] => mick
[title] => Thanksgiving
[time] => 2011-11-24 16:30:13
[hometext] => Happy thanksgiving to all n.n
[bodytext] => I think when I was young it didn't Matter what we ate on Thanksgiving day And in school the focus wasn't on food. We would make hand-turkeys, Yes, and Thanksgiving place mats too, Drawing in crayon the things We were thankful for. Most of us would draw our Moms, Our Dads and grandparents. Sometimes, someone would sneak a dog or Two onto their drawing, next to Mommy And Daddy and Grammie and Grampa. We had so many things to be Thankful for. After first grade, we didn't make place-mats anymore--not in class anyway. We made handmade cards to the People we were thankful for, Covering the interior and exterior With childish scribblings of the. Inside We would write things like: Thank you Mommy for all the candy and the kisses When I fall down, for checking in my Closet for monsters when I'm too scared To fall asleep. Thank you Daddy for Making me an airplane and teaching Me how to fly it, for showing me how Fun fishing is. Thank you Grammie for The homemade cookies on my birthday, For letting me help you bake and cook, For watching me when Mommy is working. Thank you Grampa for all the fun rides On your tractor, for the baseball cards And all those baseball games you took me to. Second and third grade were the same, But in fourth we stopped talking about Thanksgiving altogether. It was Just another holiday that we took School off for. No teachers would make hand- Turkeys with us, no teachers would help Us laminate our place-mats, or fold Our cards right down the center, perfectly. Home became the place we celebrated, But it wasn't nearly as fun and I think Mommy and Daddy and Grammie and Grampa Missed getting cards, missed feeling appreciated. Thanksgiving started to truly become about The food and yes, the family as well, but Mostly about the food we would make And eat together. Giving thanks wasn't Required anymore by school and so we Just neglected to do so. Years pass of this and I think now, at this Age, a senior in high school, I understand More. I know what I have that I should give Thanks for. I give thanks for Mommy, who Didn't leave me like Daddy did, who stayed and accepted her responsibilities as a parent. I give thanks for Grammie, who didn't know us well in the end, but Loved us all the same. I give thanks for Grampa Who doesn't remember the tractor rides Anymore and who barely remembers me, but still Smiles when I go to see him. I give thanks for the People who helped me become who I am, who Taught me everything, gave me everything I ever Needed to survive life. I remember them now and I Will always remember them in my heart. They Each have a special place. And tomorrow, when I bow my head at the table, hold the hands of My brother, my step dad and my mom, I will give thanks for them too. Thanksgiving, After all, is about the 'thanks' and the 'giving', Not the food, not even the hand-turkeys And Thanksgiving place-mats. It's all about The thanks. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 99 [topic] => 18 [informant] => Syncoplesque [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Holiday Poetry )
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