It was weird not running back and forth to Diane's room on Thanksgiving morning trying to find something to wear. We had school during the day and I read to my classes The First Thanksgiving. In class we made turkey hands and I explained the difference between American Indians and Indians. Later that night we went to another couples house in the city and helped make dinner. We played games, ate, and laughed so much. It was different, a kitten size turkey and eating chowmein, but it is not where you are at it is about giving thanks for the blessings that you have received over the year. My turkey hand included the friends and relationships that I have in India.
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