Hey, You There! Thanks.

The epitome of Thanksgiving is a gigantic family reunion, with children ranging from two to sixteen years of age running around, and adults eating at the adult table, talking about football while gorging themselves on giant turkeys and mashed potatoes. Alas, my Thanksgivings are little like this, as most, if not all of my relatives are on the other side of the Earth. However, we do eat the “usual” Thanksgiving dinner, just not in such a large scale. We have the usual turkey, with its savory stuffing topped with gravy, and either baked or mashed potatoes. The choice of pie is random – some years, we have pumpkin, others, we have cherry – we’ve even had the occasional pudding pie.

It’s a good break from school – four days of relaxation followed by a Sunday full of working on homework and/or projects. It’s a trade-off, but at least the four days are good for sleeping in. I don’t really remember any crazy or strange things about Thanksgiving, but I do remember that one year, we forgot to turn on the oven before going to see a movie. Needless to say, we had a late dinner, but at least it was delicious. To be quite frank, I don’t have much to talk about concerning Thanksgiving, other than the fact that it’s just a time to unwind and take a (short) break from the worries of school, and become a hedonist for a few days.