For my thanksgiving I think we have a really normal meal. Normally cooked turkey with stuffing and mashed potatoes along with green beans. We usually invite family over so it's fun to heer my family arguing with them and my cousins having a death match in the basement. When everyone first shows up were all happy for the first 10 min. When the turkey starts to smell good all my cousins go insane and act as if they are going to die if they don't eat right now. I'm usually just in my room talking to my oldest cousin either playing games or just watching vines and trying to laugh .We do that until the food is ready then after everyone eats everyone stays for one or two hours then we all disband and go home .
Everyone has their own special thanksgiving traditions and food is one of
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With my family if we have no one over we all gather into the living room and turn on netflix and watch a bunch of the new movies that came out. While doing that we eat the cake my mother makes the day before thanksgiving. If we have other family over we all eat together and after the food we all get into groups me and my younger cousin go into my room and mess around or we go tease the little ones .My parents go with my aunts and uncles and drink beer and watch a movie. My other cousins go into my sisters room and argue about everything. Some other traditions by other people would be playing board games and some others might be black friday shopping or watching the football game.
One last tradition my family does is we go out the next day or that night. Sometimes we go to florida and stay for a week or two. If we don't go to florida we might go somewhere near the state like illinois to visit my cousin. If decide were all to lazy we will just go black friday shopping. Back at my old school my friends would go to florida or oklahoma and I even had a friend who went to
We would get together to celebrate usually at my parent’s house for my mom’s side of the family. At Easter we always had a ham and many side dishes. Thanksgiving always brought a delicious turkey, sweet potatoes, scalloped corn and my favorite cranberry relish. For Christmas we had a ham, mashed potatoes, gravy, glazed carrots, and for desert pumpkin pie. We always had a Christmas tree of some sort with homemade decorations that us kids made. We also celebrated my brother’s birthday since he was born on Christmas Eve. A tradition of my own was to get my parents to let me open one gift on Christmas Eve, because my brother got his birthday presents and I thought it was not
This is a disgrace! To all the turkey’s at Thanksgiving! forty-five million turkey’s are cooked a year. Not only are those awful humans eating us, now they are entrapping us in disgusting cages and making us eat only corn and soybeans. That’s not even the worst part, they put something in our food called vitamins and minerals. I heard yesterday from keith, my turkey friend, that they talk about how they feed turkeys healthy things so that the people who buy the turkeys won’t get sick or something like that. They also say we taste different at different ages.
For my Thanksgiving, I stay home. Lots of my classmates stayed home like I do. Another thing that I do for Thanksgiving is having lots of family come over and eat. Many of my peers did the same thing as me. They stayed home and hosted family, which is good for me!
Alice has been a long time Jewish friend of mine that lives in New York she will be turning 19 this year she always travels down to celebrate Hanukkah with her family. She is studying business and is hoping to get her master after she gets her bachelor’s degree. She is currently enrolled in New York University, which she likes and enjoys her experience. She is a hard worker and doesn’t make it to many celebrations, but has never missed a Hanukkah with her family. Her father is Jewish while her mother is Christian giving a unique view on the tradition. She is an only child so is kind of spoiled on this holidays. I get most of my views of the Jewish life from her. While her mother is Christian she doesn’t impose as much she says that when she does come down for any other holiday she spends it with my family. So far we have only seen her for thanksgiving.
Textbooks in today’s schools still tell the same story that has been handed down from generation to generation. Every year children dress up and put on plays about the famous story of the first Thanksgiving. No one knows the truth though or at least people pretend to not know the embarrassing truth of our “founding fathers.” Textbooks today give the candy coated version of good saintly Englishmen come to a better world and find good neighbors willing to help in their time of need.
Thanksgiving is a holiday that began hundreds of years ago. It was a celebration of many different things. One of the most important reasons for the celebration was thankfulness that many of the Pilgrims survived the first year of their new lives in America. Today, however, Thanksgiving seems to have a very different meaning to people. Their main focus is not being thankful for the things they have, but wanting more.
When the great holiday of Thanksgiving comes to mind, most people think of becoming total gluttons and gorging themselves with a seemingly unending amount of food. Others might think of the time spent with family and friends. The whole basis of the holiday is family togetherness, fellowship, and thankfulness for blessings received during the previous year.
“The Lottery” by Shirley Jackson is a short story depicting an annual event that takes place on the very same day each year in a small town. The reader learns that all residents of the town must attend, including the children. Jackson thoroughly describes the setting and the characters in the story to ensure the reader will not question the importance and significance of this day. As Jackson draws the reader into the event, she purposefully leaves the unspeakable outcome of this lottery drawing until the end. Jackson uses an obsolete and antiquated tradition to expose human evilness and hypocrisy.
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Thanksgiving is undoubtedly a holiday to celebrate family. It also celebrates many other things, as the name suggests. Thanksgiving is a holiday to give thanks for the things that a person has rather than to wish for more things. Accomplishments and shiny cars are not part of the essence of Thanksgiving, as these do not have the inherent humbleness expected of the holiday. This air of humility and frugality, harkening back to the days of the pilgrims and Native Americans, is probably what lead Ellen Goodman to describe the holiday as a suppressing of individualism. However, the rift between individuality and family that Goodman describes in Thanksgiving is not as deep as she makes it seem, and Thanksgiving Day is hardly the only day of the
Even though it was many years ago, I vividly remember my first Thanksgiving dinner. I was a little kid, no older than the age of seven. I flew in that day from Ann Arbor, Michigan, where we had attended a special ceremony honoring my uncle. As a result of the hectic flight schedule, I did not have the opportunity to eat very much that day, and I was eagerly anticipating the Thanksgiving dinner. We arrived at my grandparent’s house around six thirty in the evening. As soon as I entered the house, the tremendous aroma of all the foods filled the air and my taste buds began salivating in anticipation for the meal. Normally at family meals the food came out in courses, appetizers followed by the entrée. However, this time all the food came out at once. I immediately reached for the turkey and proceeded to take a huge slab of meat for my plate. Coupled with gravy, the turkey seemed irresistible. It was a big piece of dark meat, roasted to perfection. The skin had some sort of spice on it. I don’t recall the name of the spice, but I can tell you that the spice was sharp. Yes sharp, I think that’s the best way to describe it. After my first bite I found myself reaching for the nearest cup of water. However, after I got used to the spice, I began to realize its incredible taste. In less than ten minutes, I proceeded to wolf down this massive chunk of turkey.
Being part of an eight-child family, I enjoy Thanksgiving with 30+ members and, although several have come and gone, it seems a new face takes their place with a marriage or the birth of a child, ever perpetuating the life circle that is my family. Last Thanksgiving, we lost one member to death but gained another through birth and one more through marriage, decreasing the room in the kitchen by one and adding one more high chair to the table downstairs.
The purpose of Thanksgiving in Canada is different from the Americans. But even though the reasons for giving thanks are different, many of the customs are the same. Canadian Thanksgiving was originally started to give thanks to God for a bountiful harvest. This was when there were lots of farmers that grew crops. Now we give thanks for everything we appreciate. Some farming families still give thanks for a good crop.
My family had many memorable holiday and birthday celebrations that are still valued by me as I age and move up in life. Before my parents decided to divorce we used to cook all day and night on Christmas Eve and when we finally decided to sleep, or my parents decided, we would wake up at 4:30 in the morning to open presents. I believe that custom is still with me to this day because I still wake up at 4:30 in the morning on Christmas Day. I think that customs depend on the emotional connection. My family would sit around the living room and laugh, talk, and reminisce about different times in their lives. We used to have a big celebration for birthdays and would invite everyone. It was always a personal affair that we would cook for and dance and just have a great time with family and close friends. It was a beautiful thing and it was extremely enjoyable. I cherish those moments with my family and I plan to have those customs and also to add my own customs into my own family one day in the
If in fact you think your family’s the weirdest well you’re wrong. My family doesn’t care what time, day, month, week or year it is when they feel like doing it they’ll do it. Some families have annual traditions some crazy some sensible and some just plain ordinary, we have wacky traditions but that’s not all. When we have family outings we have crazy things done, whether it is getting our nails painted or having are hair braided nothing (to us) is too crazy. With that being said I’ll end off with this. Every year someone either has a broken arm, bruised eye or a chipped tooth because of what we do on a weekly basis. We do the weirdest things sometimes. My family is probably one of the craziest because of what we do every week.