I have mixed feelings about the American holiday of Thanksgiving, but as in most situations, I ultimately come down on the side of joy. Repurpose the holiday! Celebrate with family and friends, and if you really want to have a good time, make sure you celebrate with immigrants!
My fondest Turkey Day memories mostly involve Indian and Chinese university students experiencing their first American Thanksgiving.
There’s also the time my family had a spread set up in the backyard for several dozen church friends, but since it was in the Philippines, and late November south of the equator, it was so hot the butter melted.
It is never bad to be thankful for life. Spending time with family and friends doesn’t undo tragic injustice, but avoiding celebrations doesn’t either.
This year I’ll be in Auckland, New Zealand, this Thursday. And that’s fine too! I can still tell the immigrants I live with I’m thankful for them, and I don’t even have to eat any sweet potatoes.
