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Thanksgiving is the special time of year where we’re supposed to give thanks for what we have. Some of us are thankful for food, some of us for family. Some of us are happy to be in good health, and others are happy for the little things that make life livable.
All of us, of course, are thankful that we are the dominant species in the battle against turkeys, and can show it by consuming thousands of them at once on a designated day.
We win again, you gobbley chumps.
Food chain dominance aside, Thanksgiving is for many of us about travel. Not being from London Thanksgiving is one of the few times I get to go home and visit my family during the school year.
It would seem like this should be significant for me, but the “second Monday in October” always seems to catch me by surprise.
It would be nice to have some time to slow down and be thankful for what one has, but for myself and probably many other students, the time turns into a bit of a rush. Traveling consumes a large chunk of the weekend, the pressure of midterms and assignments are just beginning to cause spontaneous panic attacks, and I think there’s some kind of dinner in there somewhere.
The original meaning of Thanksgiving — if there ever was one — may have been lost throughout the years. Not many people are glad to see that the harvest has been plentiful this year. A fair amount of people probably don’t even fully understand most of their food comes from a farm, instead of being created in a grocery store.
Even though the original sentiment is gone, there is still something to say for the holiday.
For one thing, it is nice to be forced into taking a day off. The work may follow you home, but for at least one evening you can probably forget about the stress.
And if you’re anything like me, you can appreciate a weekend to travel home without missing anything in London. As far as I’m aware, there is no such thing as a Thanksgiving kegger — although to be honest that sounds like it would be fun time.
Whatever way you plan on enjoying your days off, just remember to be thankful that you’re not one of those inferior turkey beings.