Thanksgiving isn’t a big deal - except that we get 3 days off of school because of it. I do enjoy that part very much. The fact that I can remember just 2 Thanksgivings indicates the frequency with which I spent them doing mundane, normal, unfit-to-commit-to-memory things - probably either procrastination or homework. Koreans have a different Thanksgiving holiday, so neither does our family have traditions nor the feast that is normally associated with them. Israelis and Greeks don’t have Thanksgiving either.
There was one meal I remember in which we were invited over to someone else’s house. The grateful eight-year-old child I was, I recall that turkey, cranberries, and gravy were foods that were rightfully eaten only twice a year and the pet beagle was absolutely adorable. The familiar place also housed a very awkward fifth-grader and beautiful, lacy curtains. This year was another memorable one - I doted over my first pie and my brother, cousin, another Korean friend, and I played Life for a couple hours, with lots of yelling, money-scattering, Lego-knuckles, “get a life!”s, Snapchatting, and minimal violence. Also, most of us were sugar-high from that pie. It was fun.
mmmm -pie
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