Waking up on Thanksgiving is almost as good as Christmas, for you know what good things the day will hold.
Colorful floats sail across the TV screen far, far away in New York
The whole house is bustling with chaos, everyone rushing here and there, mashing, mixing, stirring, adding, rolling, baking, tasting! Delicious smells waft from the kitchen as mother checks on the
turkey in the oven.
Relatives pour in from near and far, hugging and laughing, as the mound of coats on the couch piles up.
Finally, everyone is seated at the dining room table in eager silence. Then, coming through the doorway, seated on a shining silver platter, is the star of the show, the turkey! The room breaks into conversation but is soon silenced again as everyone bows their heads to pray.
Mountains of fluffy mashed potatoes with avalanches of flowing gravy; cranberry sauce with steam curling up towards the ceiling; turkey, both dark and white meat; green bean casserole, crunchy with fried onions; sweet pies of all kinds. The table has so many colors, it looks like a Autumn mural.
In the evening, after the meal, everyone is tired and lounges around in the living room, watching football, talking or playing games. Soon its time to go to bed, oh what a great day it’s been! Oh, what many things there are to be thankful for! Oh, how I love Thanksgiving!
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