It took me a long time to understand the real meaning of this Holiday, it isn’t just about Indians (yes, I said Indians…at that time there was not politically correct anything) and Pilgrims eating turkey and having a blast, while getting together and joining cultures. It’s much more than that, in a country where so many cultures and religions clash, intervene, and fight for space Thanksgiving is the only day where every American becomes one.
Thanksgiving has no face, no religion, and no specific culture. Everyone makes sure to go home and small shops, supermarkets, and malls close. For me as a Latina this was hard to believe. Thanksgiving was bigger than Christmas and Hanukkah by a long mile. Isn’t that strange? Over time, I understood that Latinos don’t need a special Holiday to determine when we get together with Family, we just do: weekends, birthdays, dinners… you name it. Thanksgiving will be one more special occasion that we will mold and adapt to our culture’s needs.
I have always felt a little sad during Thanksgiving week. Truth be told, it always made me feel a little homesick, a little inadequate, a little … not-gringa. With the inadequacy came the usual questions: where would I spend Thanksgiving, what would I cook, with whom, what time is dinner served? wait, is it dinner or lunch? It was the day before Thanksgiving, and I had no idea and no answer to these questions. Was crying aloud even if I was married?
This year however, my husband and I are hosting Thanksgiving and the turkey is not bringing us down. There will be a true American feast of: turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberry sauce, and pumpkin pie for dessert, and best of all… my Venezuelan family is going to be celebrating it with us like the non- American born citizens that we are.
Have a great Thanksgiving!!
PS: Since I been here for 15 + years and still have no idea why the Mayflower came to the U.S.A, I had to use Wikipedia as a resource once again,.
Be my guest and just click on the following links for more info