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11.23.25 - Part - 2 · Children's Hour

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  Speaker 1: Hello, and welcome to realize to her story Hour as
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  a reminderized a reading service intended for people who are
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  blind to have other disabilities that make it difficult to
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  read printed material. Today we will be reading from various
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  books on Thanksgiving. Your reader today is Diane. We will
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  begin with the first story, The Thanksgiving Door. It was
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  published by Houghton Mifflin Company and has a copyright year
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  of two thousand and three. And our author is Debbie Attwell.
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  Thanksgiving Day, Ed and Anne were home alone and then
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  oh no, Anne burned to the dinner. Anne felt plain
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  awful because she had ruined Thanksgiving. She decided that she
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  had to iron clothes. But Ed was hungry. Let's go
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  see if that new restaurant down the street is open.
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  Speaker 2: Ed said.
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  Speaker 1: Oh all right, said Anne, but it won't be the same.
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  The door to the New World Cafe was open. Hoorah,
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  said Ed. He quickly hung up their coats. An said,
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  is this a Thanksgiving table decoration? This looks like a
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  pilgrim and an Indian? But who's the dancing man with
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  the beards. I'm not sure that we should be here?
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  Ed nonsense, replied ed. Their door was open. Many unhappy
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  eyes peered through the kitchen door. This is horrible, Leon whispered,
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  who left the front door open. We can't have customers today.
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  Our party will be ruined. Let's get rid of them,
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  said Tatiana. I'll bang these pots together. The noise will
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  scare them away. Grandmother had heard all that she could hear.
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  She dropped her piled potato into the pot and said,
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  enough in old country, bang pots at wolves, not hungry people.
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  Today's Thanksgiving day. Family cooks turkey big as a dollhouse.
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  But we don't share.
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  Speaker 2: Bah.
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  Speaker 1: She shook her head. Grandmother is right, said, oh, get
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  some chairs. Ogus showed Ann and Ed to the best
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  seats at the table, and Sophia brought two more table settings.
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  Grandmother said, Happy Thanksgiving, Welcome, welcome. We are glad that
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  you are here. And that's how Anne and Ed found
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  themselves guest of honor at this family celebrated their first
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  Thanksgiving in the New World cafe. After dinner, Ed asked
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  for a check, but everyone pretended not to understand. No, no, no,
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  we dance now.
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  Speaker 2: Please stay.
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  Speaker 1: Anne and Ed had never heard of a family dancing
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  on Thanksgiving, but they were having such a good time
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  they just said yes. Ed followed the men upstairs to
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  help move tables out of the way. Anne stayed with
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  the women and got to hold the new baby, Sonya.
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  Uncle Carl struck up the band and the young dancers
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  got things started.
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  Speaker 2: Soon everyone joined in.
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  Speaker 1: Even Ed, who had never danced a lick in his life,
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  kicked up his heels.
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  Speaker 2: Anne loved to dance.
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  Speaker 1: She knew all this. She taught everyone the conga. In
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  no time at all, they were dancing in one huge
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  congo line.
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  Speaker 2: What a hit? Was really late.
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  Speaker 1: When Anne and Ed said their goodbyes, Grandmother gave in
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  a table decoration. Papa and Ed traded hats and gave
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  her telephone number to Sonia's mother in case she ever
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  needed a babysitter. They all said thank you for making
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  this such a very special Thanksgiving. When it was time
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  to lock up the cafe, Papa could not get the
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  front door to close. When he looked down, he found
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  a raw potato jammed under the door. How did that
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  stupid thing get there? He asked? In old country Thanksgiving
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  doors like happy heart opened up big and white potato.
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  Speaker 2: Good for that. Grandmother said, you're right, was all Papa said.
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  When they got.
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  Speaker 1: Home, Anne lit to the candle from the cafe and
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  made tea. What are you most thankful for on this
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  wonderful Thanksgiving?
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  Speaker 2: She asked?
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  Speaker 1: Ed thought many things crossed his mind, but what was
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  he most thankful for? Well, he said, I guess I
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  have to say, my dear, that I'm most thankful that
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  you burned our dinner.
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  Speaker 2: Oh ed, she said, me too. Our next book is.
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  Speaker 1: Titled Sarah Gives Thanks and it was published by Albert
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  Whitman and Company. It has the copyright year of twenty
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  twelve and the author is Mike Aleegra. The turkey was
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  fresh from the oven, Sarah Josepha Hale asked her five
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  children and join hands in thanksgiving. The baby grabbed onto
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  Sarah's finger, but the other four hesitated. Sarah understood they
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  had just returned from their father's grave, and we're not
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  in a thankful mood, so she bowed her head alone.
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  Dear Lord, we are thankful for having known him, she began.
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  We are thankful for his love, and we are thankful
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  for the love we have for each other. As Sarah spoke,
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  her children fumbled for each other's hands. As one, they
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  thank God for their good fortune. After she said Amen,
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  Sarah went out one last silent prayer. Please God, help
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  me find a way to support my family. Sarah knew
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  she needed to find a job to raise five children.
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  Did good jobs for women even exist, She couldn't think
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  of a single one. It wouldn't be easy, but Sarah
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  vowed to find a way. Selling hats was not the way.
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  It wasn't long before Sarah couldn't stand the sight of
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  those feathered and flower, gaudy and garish, completely useless hats.
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  But it wasn't all bad. When no customers were to
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  be found, she reached for a pen and wrote. Sarah
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  always loved to write. Sarah's love for words began when
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  she was a young girl. Her mother, Martha Buell, taught
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  her the books of the Bible, the place of Shakespeare,
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  and the poetry of Milton. Sarah soon wanted to know more,
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  much more, But to Sarah's great disappointment, women were not
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  allowed to go to college. A woman was expected to
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  be a housewife and mother. She didn't need a college
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  education to do those things. After an older brother, Horatio,
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  was admitted to Dartmouth College, however, Sarah saw her chance.
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  When he was home on breaks, she borrowed into burrowed
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  into his textbooks, and peppered him with questions. Horatio didn't
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  want to think about school on his summer vacation, but
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  Sarah insisted, I AM not going to go away, Horatio.
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  She told him, therefore, you might as well do as
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  I ask. Horatio knew this was true, so Sarah received
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  a college education without ever going to college. Sarah's education
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  continued after she married David Hale, a lawyer, in eighteen thirteen.
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  They loved each other and they both loved words. Each
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  evening in their cozy New Hampshire home, after putting the
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  children to bed, they would perch in front of the
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  fire and read and talk into the night. David admired
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  his wife's writing encouraged her to submit her poetry to magazines.
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  A few of Sarah's pieces were published. She liked seeing
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  her work in print. Then David died in eighteen twenty two,
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  and everything changed. Sarah was so filled with grief she
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  insisted on wearing a black dress every day for the
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  rest of her life. Whenever Sarah found a spare moment,
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  she wrote, But this time it wasn't for the thrill
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  of seeing her work in print. It was to keep
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  her family from starving. Soon, Boston magazines began to feature
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  Sarah's writing, much to Sarah's delight, With many publications came payment. Now,
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  after putting the children to bed, she would perch in
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  front of the fire with a pen and a pot
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  of ink, and work into the night, scratching out words
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  to put food on her table. The Hell's Thanksgiving of
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  eighteen twenty six was quite different from the one of
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  four years earlier. Sarah wasn't earning much as an author,
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  but the family's fortunes were improving. Magazines continued to print
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  her work. Her book of poetry, The Genius Obliviation sewed well.
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  Her children were well fed and happy in receiving good educations.
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  The prayer of thanks before dinner was especially long. Late
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  that evening, Sarah resumed work on her first novel, Northwood.
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  She rifled through the pages and found the exact spot
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  for some thoughts that had been rattling around in her
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  brain all day. We have two few holidays. Thanksgiving, like
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  the fourth of July, should be considered a national festival
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  and observed by all our people. Thanksgiving was not celebrated
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  by everyone in the eighteen twenties. Different states observed the
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  holiday on different days. In the southern States, Thanksgiving was
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  usually not celebrated at all. The Pilgrims settled in Massachusetts,
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  so many considered it a New England holiday. But to Sarah,
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  Thanksgiving was not about the Pilgrims and the Indians and
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  their famous feast. Thanksgiving was about what that feast meant.
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  The holiday helped Sarah to look beyond her personal problems
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  and a preciate what she had. That message could be
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  of value to everyone, she thought, from north to South
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  and everywhere in between. Northward was published in eighteen twenty seven.
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  It was his success. The book soon led to a
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  job offer. The publisher of a new women's magazine thought
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  Sarah would be a great editor editress, she insisted so
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  be it. With the promise of steady work, Sarah Hall
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  packed up her family and headed to Boston. There were
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  a number of women's magazines in Boston. They were all
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  edited by men, and they devoted a page after page
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  to English and French fashions and their horrible hats. Sarah
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  made sure Ladies Magazine was different. She printed articles on
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  history and science and new schools for women, and she
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  urged women to exercise, even though at the time, women
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  who did so were called the ultimate naughty word. Unladylike
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  the magazine thrived, and in eighteen thirty seven, Sarah went
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  on to become the editress of another larger magazine. Before long,
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  she turned Lady's Book into the most widely read magazine
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  in the country. Sarah Josepha Hale became a household name.
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  People listened to her.
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  Speaker 2: She gave a.
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  Speaker 1: Book a good review, it turned into a bestseller. If
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  she encouraged people to donate to a charity or patriotic cause,
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  the money came pouring in. Her opinions mattered, and her
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  opinion about Thanksgiving never changed. Each follow Sarah wrote about
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  Thanksgiving in her magazine. She explained how it promoted family, friendship, gratitude,
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  and religion. She even offered a delicious recipe for pumpkin pie.
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  With each passing year, more and more families across America
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  celebrated the holiday. She also dashed off letters to governor's, businessmen, diplomats,
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  and admirals asking for their support for a national Thanksgiving
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  holiday to be held on the last Thursday of November.
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  Those who didn't pledge their support often live to regret it.
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  In eighteen fifty two, Sarah wrote, last year, twenty nine
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  states in all the territories united in the festival. This
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  year we trust that Virginia and Vermont will come into
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  this arrangement. Women across the country read Sarah's editorial. All
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  of them learned that the governors of Virginia and Vermont
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  were not among Thanksgiving supporters, and wasn't that a shame?
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  Letters of complaint arrived by the sich Fool. Governors listened
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  to the popular headdress, but only the president could make
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  the Thanksgiving the national holiday. Beginning in eighteen forty nine,
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  Sara made an annual tradition of making her case to
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  the president. Unfortunately, the president made an annual tradition of ignoring her.
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  She wrote letters to President Zachary Taylor, then to Millior
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  to fillmore than to Franklin Pierce, than to James Buchanan.
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  None of them listened. I am not going to go away,
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  Sarah said. Therefore the president might as well do as
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  I ask. The next president was able to Lincoln. When
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  Lincoln received Sarah's letter, the nation was in the middle
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  of Civil War. Lincoln understood that sometimes it was hard
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  to remember good things in bad times. People needed a
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  day to be thankful for food on their tables, roofs
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  over their heads, and the blessings in their lives. Thanksgiving
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  was exactly what this nation needed. President Lincoln did as
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  Sarah asked. On October third, eighteen sixty three, Lincoln issued
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  a proclamation declaring the National Day of Thanksgiving be held
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  on the last Thursday of November. The holiday has been
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  celebrated every year since Sarah Hall's dream of united national
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  Thanksgiving had finally come true. Took her thirty six years,
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  but she didn't mind. Sarah was thankful. Our next book
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  is titled We Gathered Together, Now Please Get Lost, and
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  it was published by C Star Books, a division of
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  North South Books and Corporate. It has a copyright ear
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  of two thousand and one and the author is Diane
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  de Groached. Gilbert was so excited that he tossed and
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  turned all night. Tomorrow his class was going on a
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  field trip to Pilgrimtown, and Gilbert kept thinking about how
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  much fun it would be. Frank was going to be
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  his buddy for the trip and promised to bring his
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  checkers for the bus ride. Gilbert finally drifted off to
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  sleep when bame something hopped bopped him on the head.
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  Gilbert walked with a start and fell off the bed.
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  His sister, Lola laughed and waved her dollar around. You
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  have to get up, she said, I am up, Gilbert said,
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  but he was really down on the floor, stuck between
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  the bed and the wall. Lola tried to bop him again.
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  Mom says, you're late for school. Gilbert had never been
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  late for school, but today he was tired and didn't
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  want to get up. When Gilbert stomped into the kitchen,
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  his socks didn't match, toothpaste was dribbling new on his shirt,
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  and his hair was sticking up in all the wrong places. Oh,
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  dear mother said when she saw him, it looks like
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  you got up on the wrong side of.
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  Speaker 2: The bed today.
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  Speaker 1: She handed him his lunch bag as he heard out
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  the door. Gilbert had missed breakfast in his stomach ground
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  all the way to school. When he got to his classroom,
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  missus Bird had already marked him absent. She erased the
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  X next to his name and said, you should be
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  thankful that we didn't.
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  Speaker 2: Leave without you, Gilbert.
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  Speaker 1: Gilbert wasn't so thankful when he saw that everyone had
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  already picked their partners for the trip. The only person
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  left without a buddy was Philip. Philip was always the
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  last one to get picked for anything. He couldn't catch
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  a ball or run fast. He was also a big tattletel,
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  and now he was Gilbert's buddy. When the bus started
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  down the road, Gilbert looked around. Frank and Kenny were
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  playing checkers, Patty and Margaret played travel Battleship, Lewis and
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  Sam read a comic book. Gilbert and Philip just sat.
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  Gilbert's stomach ground again. He opened his lunch bag, but
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  Philip said, I'm telling the teacher that you're eating on
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  the bus. Gilbert closed the bag. Finally, missus Bird said,
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  now class were almost there at Pilgrim Town.
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  Speaker 2: We'll see how the early settlers lived.
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  Speaker 1: They were thankful that they got through a hard winter
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  and celebrated their first harvest with a thanksgiving feast. During
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  our visit today, I wanted you to think about all
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  the things that you can be thankful for. Paddy raised
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  her hand and said, I'm thankful that no one threw
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  up on the bus. Lewis shouted, I'm thankful that we
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  didn't have to do spelling today. Everyone laughed, except Missus
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  Bird and Philip, who was the best speller in the class.
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  Gilbert just slouched in his seat and said, I'm thankful
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  that we're almost there. When the bus pulled into the
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  parking lot, Missus Bird said, remember to stay with your
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  buddy at all times so no one will get lost.
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  Speaker 2: Two by two, they walked.
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  Speaker 1: Through the village, where people in costumes talked about how
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  the Pilgrims lived. As they headed towards the blacksmith's shop,
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  Gilbert ran to catch up with Frank and Kenny. Philip
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  ran after him, calling, hey, wait for me. Frank said,
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  too bad, we can't be triple buddies, Gilbert, but you
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  have to stay with Philip. When Philip caught up, he said,
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  don't lock so fast, Gilbert. Missus Bird wants us to
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  stick together. So Gilbert walked really really slowly. Philip pulled
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  it his sleeve and said, hurry up, Gilbert. At the
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  hay barn, Gilbert hid behind a group of older kids,
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  but Philip found him. Stop at Gilbert, he whined, I'm
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  telling missus Bird that you're fooling around. You're a big tattletee.
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  Gilbert said, why don't you just get lost. I'm telling
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  missus bird that you called me a tattletee, Philip said.
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  On the way the picnic area, Gilbert slipped into the
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  restroom when Philip wasn't looking and locked the door behind him.
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  Now Philip would never find him. Gilbert wait a few minutes,
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  then went to unlocked the door. The lock wouldn't turn.
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  He tried again, but it was stuck. He banged on
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  the door, yelling, hey, Philip, I'm in here. Philip didn't answer.
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  Gilbert banged on the door again. Is anyone out there?
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  He shouted? No one answered, ooh oh. Gilbert thought, if
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  Philip didn't see him go into the bathroom.
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  Speaker 2: No one would know he was in there.
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  Speaker 1: Or worse, Philip might not even tell anyone that Gilbert
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  was missing.
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  Speaker 2: That's what Gilbert would do if he were Philip.
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  Speaker 1: The class might leave without him, and Gilbert would have
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  to spend the whole night here alone in the bathroom
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  in the dark. Suddenly the doorknob jiggled. Is somebody there,
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  Gilbert said. It was Philip Gilbert. He said, I've been
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  looking all over for you. I can't get out, Gilbert said,
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  The lock stuck. Hold on Philip said, I'll get help.
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  After a few minutes, the guide came with the key.
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  When Gilbert finally got out, he saw Philip, but not
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  the rest of his class. Ooh oh, he cried, we
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  lost our class. The guide smiled and said, then we
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  better check the Lost and found. As they walked to
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  the visitor center, Gilbert knew he was going to be
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  in big trouble and Philip was too, all because of him.
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  Gilbert waited anxiously with Philip at the lost child corner
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  until the class appeared. But Missus Bird wasn't mad. She said,
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  there you are. I'm so glad we found you. Louis
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  wasn't so glad. He said, we could have been eating
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  lunch already, but we had to come looking for you
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  and Philip. Gilbert said, it's not Philip's fault. I was
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  hiding from him and got locked in the restroom, but
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  he found me, and God help. Patty said, oh, Gilbert,
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  you weren't being a very good buddy, and Frank said,
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  I'm glad Gilbert wasn't my buddy. But Missus Bird said,
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  let's just be happy that we are all safely here together.
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  To celebrate, she bought some pies and Pilgrim hats, and
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  led the class outside to a picnic table. When they
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  were all seated, she said, to Charl's Thanksgiving Day, what
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  are some of the things we should be thankful for?
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  Pumpkin pie, Lewis said, helping himself to a piece, Thanks
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  for getting lost, Gilbert, Patty said, I'm thankful, but we
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  don't have to live like the Pilgrims did. They didn't
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  have TV or comic book. Sam added. They went around
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  the table. When it was Gilbert's turn, he thought for
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  a minute and then said, I'm thankful that I didn't
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  have to spend a Thanksgiving locked in a bathroom. Thanks Philip,
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  Everyone shouted yay Philip. Philip turned red and said, that's
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  what buddies are for. On the walk back to the bus,
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  Gilbert said, close to Philip, very close. On the bus,
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  Gilbert borrowed Frank's checkers and he and Philip played five games.
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  Philip won every time. Our next book is called Thanksgiving
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  It the Tampletons, and it was published by Harper and
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  imprint of Harper Collins Publishers, has a copyright year of
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  nineteen to nineteen ninety two, and the author of our
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  story is Eileen Spinelli. Thanksgiving at the Tampletons was always
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  a big day. Thanksgiving It the Tapletons meant, of course,
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  the Tampleton family, Mister Tampleton, Missus Tampleton, Jenny Tampleton, Kenny Tampleton,
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  and grandmother and Grandfather Tampleton, and Aunt Henna, and Uncle Fritz,
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  and most certainly, of course, the turkey and the trimmings
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  was still dark when Missus Tampleton let led to the
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  oven and took the big turkey out of the refrigerator.
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  Just then someone knocked at the kitchen door. It was Mike,
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  the milkman. Good morning, Missus Tampleton. I thought you might
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  like some eggnog. As Missus Tampleton reached for the egg nog,
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  the turkey slipped from under her arm. Now, on a
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  warmer day this might not have been a problem, but
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  this Thanksgiving day was quite cold and the step was
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  covered with ice. Before sheer Mike could even think the
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  turkey had slithered into the yard.
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  Speaker 2: Get it, shouted Missus Tampleton.
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  Speaker 1: Mike reached out, but the turkey skid it past him
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  through the gate into the street. Hurry, screamed Missus Tapleton.
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  Stop that turkey. The milkman chased the turkey. Missus Tampleton
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  chased the milkman, and the turkey slid down the hill
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  into the pond. PLoP, splash, It bubbled out of sight.
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  When mister Tapleton came down to breakfast, he took a
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  long sniff. I don't smell turkey, he said to his wife.
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  Of course, you don't smell turkey. She replied, you have
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  a cold. I don't have a cold, he insisted. Missus
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  Tampleton shook some pepper in the air. Her husband sneezed. See,
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  she said, you do have a cold. After breakfast, mister
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  Tampleton put on his coat and scarf and hat and gloves.
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  I'm going to the bakery to buy our pies. Missus
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  Tampleton handed him his boots. Where are these? She said,
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  I know for a five it is quite slippery out today.
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  Sims Bakery was so crowded the line reached out onto
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  the sidewalk.
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  Speaker 2: Mister Tapleton.
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  Speaker 1: Hated to wait in long lines, so he went to
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  the diner for a cup of coffee. By the time
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  he got back, the long line was gone, and so
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  were the pies. No pumpkin, no mince, no rubarb.
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  Speaker 2: Nothing.
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  Speaker 1: Mister Tapleton was afraid to go home with nothing. Two
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  boxes tied up with string plates, he said. Missus Simms
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  stared at him. You mean two empty pie boxes. That's right, my,
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  they feel light, remarked Missus Tapleton. Certainly they are light,
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  reported mister Tapleton. Missus Simms prized herself on.
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  Speaker 2: How light her pies are.
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  Speaker 1: Missus Tapleton set the table. She called her son, Kenny,
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  you may make the salad. There's lettuce in the crisper,
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  and carris and randishes too. Kenny's face grew pale. Just
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  yesterday he had emptied the crisper and fed all the
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  vegetables to the rabbits in mister Butterworth's class.
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  Speaker 2: How could he tell his mother?
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  Speaker 1: He couldn't, so he covered the empty salad bow with
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  a luminum foil and stuck it in the back of
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  the refrigerator. When the others went to pick up the
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  relatives at the train station, Jenny stayed behind to mash
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  the potatoes. Every year, this was her job and she
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  loved it. This year, she thought, I'll make them even better.
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  I'll use the blender. Just as Jenny flicked on the switch,
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  the phone rang. It was her best friend, Nora. If
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  there was one thing Jenny loved to do better than
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  mashed potatoes, it was talk.
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  Speaker 2: Jenny talked and talked and talked.
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  Speaker 1: To Nora, and she might still be talking today, had
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  not a wet glump of something hit her on the
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  back of the head. She turned to see what it was. Splat,
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  another glump hit her in the face. The blender was
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  going wild and mashed potatoes were flying everywhere. Without even
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  saying goodbye to Nora, Jenny hung up the phone, scrubbed
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  her face, and white mashed potatoes from nearly everything in
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  the kitchen. She finished just as the others came back.
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  Uncle Fritz patted his stomach. I'm hungry, he said. Grandfather
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  Tampleton laughed, I'm as hungry as an elephant. Everyone sat
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  down at the table. It was Tappleton tradition for grandmother
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  to save the Thanksgiving prayer. As soon as the turkey
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  is ready, she smiled. I'm as hungry as two elephants,
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  said grandfather. Mister Tampleton went to the oven. I'll carve
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  the turkey now. He opened the oven door.
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  Speaker 2: The turkey is gone.
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  Speaker 1: Mister Tampleton searched on the table, and under the table,
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  and in every kitchen cabinet. He looked into the sink,
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  and in the broom closet. I can't find the turkey anywhere.
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  Missus Tampleton took a deep breath. She told them how
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  their fine turkey had slipped out the door and down
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  the steps, and across the yard, and through the gate
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  and down the street, and PLoP, splash into the pond.
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  So much for the turkey, said Uncle Friends, and his
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  stomach rumbled a little louder. Never mind, said Aunt Hetta.
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  Good naturally, we'll fill up on the trimmings. I'll get
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  the salad, Jenny announced. Then grandmother can save the prayer.
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  Jenny set the bowl on the table and pulled off
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  the aluminum foil. Everyone stared at the salad that was
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  not there. I fed the rabbits at school, confessed Kenny.
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  Uncle Fritz looked downright gloomy. So much for the salad.
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  His stomach rumbled again. I'm as hungry as three elephants,
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  sighed Grandfather. Kenny jumped up. We'll have Jenny's mashed potatoes.
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  He brought the pot from the kitchen and lifted the lid.
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  I was on the phone said Jenny, and the blender
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  went wild. So much for the potatoes. Uncle Fritz's stomach
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  rumbled even more. I'm as hungry as four elephants, grandfather declared.
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  We will have to finish that story the next time.
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  So this concludes our hour for today. Please join us
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  next time as we will read more stories, fables, fairy tales,
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  and thank you for listening. Please stay tuned for the
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  Lexing Herald Leader on radio. I down and then tie
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  the string