Well, Folks - another Thanksgiving Day has come and gone. For many, it was indeed an opportunity to eat like Hogzilla, gulping down everything in sight. (I myself eat like the kudzu - slowly, steadily and stealthily. When I am finished, anything that is left is probably not edible, and if so, it is likely not very appetizing...)
Seriously, lots of us celebrate the bounty that we have in our lives. We are grateful for the opportunity to share a huge, festive meal with family and friends. We are thankful (as were the earliest settlers) to have made it through to another harvest season and to be able to look back fondly on another year's passing...
But this year, a toast went 'round my family's table, "Let's give thanks for Squanto, the Native American chief who fed the ill-prepared colonists and saved them from certain starvation in their first winter on this continent."
And I thought, Hell Yes - we SHOULD thank him today and EVERY day. Better late that never. After all, the only thanks we gave him at the time was to destroy his villages when *GASP* some Puritans decided that they would prefer to stay among the natives...Just think of it - Imagine this exchange:
"Hey, thanks for the Grub. By way of thanks, we give you smallpox, STD's and alcoholism to practically wipe out your people. Oh, by the way, we'll send troops to burn your villages and kick your A$$, too!"
So, whenever you think about all the wonderful things you have in your world, be thankful for just being alive!
Oh, and listen to this for a different perspective on the story...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKRb4CY5-KE
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