While we are giving thanks on this day of turkey and reinviting strangers into our homes, remember that this is also a day of mourning...no worries... I will explain...... A boat load of scragly, half starved, no green card having, illegals washed up on the banks of a new world. A group of the indigenous people here took pity on them since half or so (maybe more) starved the first year. The indigenous had seen white people before. They had dealt with the vikings for centuries. They had never seen a people like this, a people so unable to take care of themselves...... It was probably a truly sad sight. Lmao. Moving on....They taught the infant like pasty people how to grow food in the sandy soil, hunt, and survive in the unforgiving location they chose, for some reason, to call home. The pasty people, appreciating this fact(at the time), knew themselves and the friendly tribes had trouble with a tribe that wasnt so willing to accept the ghost like folks that washed up on the shore, the pasty people showed their new friends how to fire a gun. This made one warrior like ten and allowed them to easily outmatch the troublesome tribe. Together both groups, pasty and pasty lovers alike, sneak into the village of the undesirables at night while they slept and murdered everyone. men women children and old folk. Then they burnt the village. Some say the burning of the village was to cover up the evidence since the pasty lovers werent widely accepted among the tribes that actually lived there and had a claim to the land. Anywho, the feast we have today, while it has become a time of family and togetherness, actually stems from the celebration they had afterward, giving thanks for life and freedom from fear in their new home while the bodies of the babies and such, they killed in their sleep, lay smouldering not far away. So .... Happy Thanksgiving yall. Luv J
Posted on: Thu, 27 Nov 2014 10:12:15 +0000
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