Thinking about Thanksgiving Day brings back happy thoughts of the fat turkey cooking in our kitchen and the rattle of dishes coming out of the cabinet to prepare dressing and all the favorites we enjoyed. It was an exciting time, as my sister and I anticipated the arrival of our grandparents and other relatives. Cake and ice cream after our meal was the perfect way to finish out the day.
Lydia Marie Child wrote a poem, "Over the River and through the Wood, “inspired by her own childhood memories of celebrating Thanksgiving at her grandparents’ house in New England; she originally titled it "The New-England Boy's Song about Thanksgiving Day" when it was published in the book "Flowers for Children" in 1844. Here are four verses-
Over the river and through the wood--
To grandfather's house we go;
The horse knows the way
To carry the sleigh
Through the white and drifted snow.
Over the river and through the wood--
Oh, how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes
And bites the nose
As over the ground we go.
Over the river and through the wood--
Now grandmother's cap I spy!
Hurrah for the fun!
Is the pudding done?
Hurrah for the pumpkin-pie!
Few of us have snow on the ground during this holiday, but the excitement of the visit to Grandmother's house becomes the thought throughout the poem!
As a member of the band during my school days, I remember marching in the Greenwood Christmas Parade, a big event in the Delta. Known as Mississippi’s oldest and largest parade, there were large crowds gathered on every street, welcoming bands, festive floats, the Santa Claus float and larger than life holiday characters who would walk around and mingle with the crowd. We also marched in our Winona Christmas Parade. There is simply something magical in the air on a parade day. Community is at the heart of all parades, with merchants, cheerleaders, civic leaders, football teams, scout troops and Santa of course
Words to consider- Advice to Thanksgiving Guests- Just because you fail to be a good cook is no reason you can't contribute to the spread. Serving spoons, power towels, and plastic containers are welcome! You will receive thankful smiles.
