Personal Narrative- Eventful Thanksgiving Essay

So, I got lost in the middle of Silverwood in Idaho with my little cousin…

It was finally friday! Both turkeys were done and they smelled delicious. Sydney and I were starting on the mashed potatoes and my older brother Chris decided it would be funny to hit me with a rolled up dish towel. That hurt so bad! It also left a welp. The cooking potatoes smell and the turkey smell made the house have a wonderful smelling aroma. It was finally time to eat, I was really happy because I had been cooking all day! I was looking at all of the smiling people at the table and smiled. I was really happy. My Thanksgiving Break was

in 2014 I had done a lot of fundraising in the past year such as selling about 50 spam musubis a day plus cookies and brownies and even selling bentos and doughnuts ands finally trail mix bars during school. even outside of school I did fundraising from car washes to even mowing yards. eventually I made enough money with the help of all my family to get to go on the trip. I even made more money so I could relinquish it so I can buy gifts and such things like food. I'm not infallible at Japanese because it so happens that I cant read any of the signs that are in japan. when we landed in japan it was amazing because the airport was so huge and had paintings that look so amazing. when we got our luggage, it was pouring rain when we went outside to the bus. it was about an hour and a

The aroma of stuffing and hot, tender turkey was dancing in my nose. Football was being viewed in 55 inches of high definition. There was a visit from crazy Uncle Eddy. Yes, it was certainly a Thanksgiving to remember. Over the years, Thanksgiving has been very hit or miss. Some years it’s great, and other years, it’s not so great! Because the turkey was terrific, there was football on all day long, and Uncle Eddy played all his usual pranks, this Thanksgiving was the best holiday on record.

From an early age and without even knowing it, I was able to relate stories from the bible I read in my later years. I have heard some say they grew up poor, and then they would describe their circumstance. One person said they did not receive a new bike at Christmas and the other said they only had turkey and sides at Thanksgiving because their family could not afford to purchase a ham. I would laugh and reply I remember being hungry on Thanksgiving hoping a relative would invite my family over for dinner. After reading the story of Jesus feeding the multitudes with a few fish and a few loaves of bread, I wished Jesus had found and blessed my family when we wondered where our next meal would come from. One example of something similar

Thanksgiving is right around the corner and people all over America are preparing for meals that will feed the entire family. Trying to pick out the right food and the best desserts can be hectic. Planning for the Thanksgiving dinner would be much easier if we had the perfect recipes everyone would enjoy.

My family and I drive from Brownstown to Rochester, to eat at my aunt’s house. We are supposed to arrive at three o’clock, but due to my mom’s inability to be on time, we are usually forty-five minutes late. When I step into the front door to my aunt’s house, my mouth begins to water. I can smell the strong aromas coming from the kitchen. I am then greeted at the door by the two small dogs yapping hello to me. I take off my shoes and proceed to the living room to say hello to the rest of the family. We then talk for awhile while my uncle finishes up the turkey. When the turkey is done we all rush to the counter to get the first plate. Turkey, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, stuffing, green beans, sausage, rolls, it is all there, waiting for us to devour it. Once the rush is over and everyone is seated at the table, we bow our heads and thank God for the wonderful food we have been blessed with. After we have all eaten and the family is done pounding me with questions regarding my future, my cousins, siblings, and I all clean off the table and wash the dishes. Once the dishes are done and our stomachs are stuffed, we pack up some of the left overs and head back

I have a good time on Thanksgiving. David and I went to see Anastasia and Andrew. Jason has told them that we were their grandparents. They did not comfort calling grandmama since I was not old enough to be their grandmama so I told them they can call me Sara. We got Anastasia, Andrew, and Elizabeth early Christmas gifts because Anastasia and Andrew going to spend Christmas with James and Amy. I am glad Amy get to see her children.

Thanksgiving is the BIG feast we had lots of food turkey, stuffing, ham, sweet potatoes, cherry pie, and corn peas. The big feast was amazing lots of my family members came over and we watch T.V played games and I and my cousin went outside. We saw a pile of leaves in the yard and jump in side of it and guess what I saw…

One of my families’ favorite thanksgiving deserts is homemade upside down apple pie. From the smell throughout the house to the pie with ice cream on top has become a family enjoyment we have all come to live and enjoy every thanksgiving. Often times, my sisters and I would enjoy conversation and memories while making the pies while the men in the family were sitting together talking about and watching the Dallas Cowboys game. The pies have always served a way of bring all of the girls together to share laughter and stories each year and enjoy a fantastic desert in the process.

Everyone has different plans on Thanksgiving, some families travel, others relax. It’s always nice to know how other people celebrate the holiday. Asking about 10 other students what they did on Thanksgiving and traditions, this is what was collected. I found out that not all families have the same kind of Thanksgiving, separating from culture to activities.

It’s Thanksgiving Day and I am really excited because this is the time where we all give thanks to each other and I get to have my Grandma’s delicious homemade pumpkin pie! Mmm, delicious!

When Nick was in seventh grade, his class at Saint Theresa took field trip to Catalina Island Marine Institute also known as CIMI. When I was in sixth grade, our class went to the most uninteresting science museum in the world, at least to me. There wasn’t anything appealing to me, and all I wanted at that time was go to CIMI, but I couldn’t. I was so jealous of Nick, and he just kept receiving gifts and gifts more than I could dream of. During Christmas, he would one up me every time. I would always speed over to Granny’s house very enthusiastically, as I wanted to show off my new present. This time, Santa brought a brand new blue bike. But as always, Nick got something way better. At grandma’s he ran in with his brand new slick iPad that

Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays, mostly because I love tradition and cooking for my family. This is not just any old regular meal it takes planning and lots of preparation. I carefully watch the sale ads and shop at several different stores in order to get exactly what I need. The very first step is getting an accurate head count of adults and children then pulling the menu together. If there are toddlers, then I make a dish just for them with less seasoning or I may need to accommodate diabetic or high blood pressure needs. Once I have all my information I plan my menu and tart to bargain shop with the turkey and ham at the top of the list.

Mom went over first, thanking God that my father had the forethought to create an emergency fund we could use to buy last minute tickets. Dad and I didn’t plan to go until Saturday, when the news of grandma passing pushing us to go and support mom. In truth, I felt almost indifferent to my grandma’s death; which might seem shallow, but I never knew got the opportunity to know her. She was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease before I was born, and when she first met me, she was in a stage with sudden mood swings. My mother tells me that she went from calmly talking to my Aunt to angrily grabbing my baby carrier from my mom and trying to walk out the front door while mom and Aunt Mary tried desperately to calm her down. I never knew my grandmother when she would be able to remember my name and not mistake