The First Thanksgiving

by Nora Smith

Nearly four hundred years ago, a great many of the people in England were very unhappy because their king would not let them pray to God as they liked. The king said they must use the same prayers that he did; and if they would not do this, they were often thrown into prison, or perhaps driven away from home.

"Let us go away from this country," said the unhappy Englishmen to each other; and so they left their homes, and went far off to a country called Holland. It was about this time that they began to call themselves "Pilgrims." Pilgrims, you know, are people who are always traveling to find something they love, or to find a land where they can be happier; and these English men and women were journeying, they said, "from place to place, toward heaven, their dearest country."

In Holland, the Pilgrims were quiet and happy for a while, but they were very poor; and when the children began to grow up, they were not like English children, but talked Dutch, like the little ones of Holland, and some grew naughty and did not want to go to church any more.

"This will never do," said the Pilgrim fathers and mothers; so after much talking and thinking and writing they made up their minds to come here to America. They hired two vessels, called the Mayflower and the Speedwell, to take them across the sea; but the Speedwell was not a strong ship, and the captain had to take her home again before she had gone very far.

The Mayflower went back, too. Part of the Speedwell's passengers were given to her, and then she started alone across the great ocean.

There were one hundred people on board - mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters and little children. They were very crowded; it was cold and uncomfortable; the sea was rough, and pitched the Mayflower about, and they were two months sailing over the water.

The children cried many times on the journey, and wished they had never come on the tiresome ship that rocked them so hard, and would not let them keep still a minute.

But they had one pretty plaything to amuse them, for in the middle of the great ocean a Pilgrim baby was born, and they called him "Oceanus," for his birthplace. When the children grew so tired that they were cross and fretful, Oceanus' mother let them come and play with him, and that always brought smiles and happy faces back again.

At last the Mayflower came in sight of land; but if the children had been thinking of grass and flowers and birds, they must have been very much disappointed, for the month was cold November, and there was nothing to be seen but rocks and sand and hard bare ground.

Some of the Pilgrim fathers, with brave Captain Myles Standish at their head, went on shore to see if they could find any houses or white people. But they only saw some wild Indians, who ran away from them, and found some Indian huts and some corn buried in holes in the ground. They went to and fro from the ship three times, till by and by they found a pretty place to live, where there were "fields and little running brooks."

Then at last all the tired Pilgrims landed from the ship on a spot now called Plymouth Rock, and the first house was begun on Christmas Day. But when I tell you how sick they were and how much they suffered that first winter, you will be very sad and sorry for them. The weather was cold, the snow fell fast and thick, the wind was icy, and the Pilgrim fathers had no one to help them cut down the trees and build their church and their houses.

The Pilgrim mothers helped all they could; but they were tired with the long journey, and cold, and hungry too, for no one had the right kind of food to eat, nor even enough of it.

So first one was taken sick, and then another, till half of them were in bed at the same time, Brave Myles Standish and the other soldiers nursed them as well as they knew how; but before spring came half of the people died and had gone at last to "heaven, their dearest country."

But by and by the sun shone more brightly, the snow melted, the leaves began to grow, and sweet spring had come again.

Some friendly Indians had visited the Pilgrims during the winter, and Captain Myles Standish, with several of his men, had returned the visit.

One of the kind Indians was called Squanto, and he came to stay with the Pilgrims, and showed them how to plant their corn, and their pease and wheat and barley.

When the summer came and the days were long and bright, the Pilgrim children were very happy, and they thought Plymouth a lovely place indeed. All kinds of beautiful wild flowers grew at their doors, there were hundreds of birds and butterflies, and the great pine woods were always cool and shady when the sun was too bright.

When it was autumn the fathers gathered the barley and wheat and corn that they had planted, and found that it had grown so well that they would have quite enough for the long winter that was coming.

"Let us thank God for it all," they said. "It is He who has made the sun shine and the rain fall and the corn grow." So they thanked God in their homes and in their little church; the fathers and the mothers and the children thanked Him.

"Then," said the Pilgrim mothers, "let us have a great Thanksgiving party, and invite the friendly Indians, and all rejoice together."

So they had the first Thanksgiving party, and a grand one it was! Four men went out shooting one whole day, and brought back so many wild ducks and geese and great wild turkeys that there was enough for almost a week. There was deer meat also, of course, for there were plenty of fine deer in the forest. Then the Pilgrim mothers made the corn and wheat into bread and cakes, and they had fish and clams from the sea besides.

The friendly Indians all came with their chief Massasoit. Every one came that was invited, and more, I dare say, for there were ninety of them altogether.

They brought five deer with them, that they gave to the Pilgrims; and they must have liked the party very much, for they stayed three days.

Kind as the Indians were, you would have been very much frightened if you had seen them; and the baby Oceanus, who was a year old then, began to cry at first whenever they came near him.

They were dressed in deerskins, and some of them had the furry coat of a wild cat hanging on their arms. Their long black hair fell loose on their shoulders, and was trimmed with feathers or fox-tails. They had their faces painted in all kinds of strange ways, some with black stripes as broad as your finger all up and down them. But whatever they wore, it was their very best, and they had put it on for the Thanksgiving party.

Each meal, before they ate anything, the Pilgrims and the Indians thanked God together for all his goodness. The Indians sang and danced in the evenings, and every day they ran races and played all kinds of games with the children.

Then sometimes the Pilgrims with their guns, and the Indians with their bows and arrows, would see who could shoot farthest and best. So they were glad and merry and thankful for three whole days.

The Pilgrim mothers and fathers had been sick and sad many times since they landed from the Mayflower; they had worked very hard, often had not had enough to eat, and were mournful indeed when their friends died and left them. But now they tried to forget all this, and think only of how good God had been to them; and so they all were happy together at the first Thanksgiving party.

All this happened nearly four hundred years ago, and ever since that time Thanksgiving has been kept in our country.

Every year our fathers and grandfathers and great-grandfathers have "rejoiced together" like the Pilgrims, and have had something to be thankful for each time.

Every year some father has told the story of the brave Pilgrims to his little sons and daughters, and has taught them to be very glad and proud that the Mayflower came sailing to our country so many years ago.

Feng Shui - Addressing The Balance For Green Living

Green living is a phrase we hear more and more, but all too often it seems that politicians and others who step into the spotlight miss the point entirely; green living is not an alternative way of life, it is the only responsible way of life which is likely to permit our survival. We have a responsibility – we have always had a responsibility – to take charge of this earth as its caretakers; we are passing through, taking on the baton of care whilst we share in the never ending story of life.

The earth we have inherited was left to us by our ancestors, as we too will leave what is left of the earth to our children, and their children. Green living is the only way in which we can ensure that the lush green and pleasant lands we have known and loved continue to thrive long into the future. The call of the bird on the breath of the wind, the song of the stream as it splashes through the fields and pastures, the glory of the sunrise and the joy of the dawn chorus – all these and many more are gifts beyond price, and gifts we have the responsibility to ensure are passed on for others to enjoy.


For those who already follow a life which takes the ideas and messages of Feng Shui to heart, there is much which can be learnt, and put into practice, which can help each way of life complement the other. Living in harmony with our surroundings, and the natural forces around us, could easily be interpreted as either green living or Feng Shui. In fact, this similarity in ideals should not be a surprise, since the very name words – Feng Shui mean, translated from the Chinese, ‘wind water’. Two natural elements, working together in harmony, and today more relevant than ever before as we are increasingly looking to these elements to harness renewable, natural energy sources to fulfil our moral obligations and legacy responsibilities.


Feng Shui is very much concerned with the way solar light and energy can be harnessed within the home, given free passage and reflected in ways which can enhance the feelings of wellness within the home. Green living is very much seen as being at one with this same belief, taking greater advantage of the wealth of natural light and energy granted to us at the beginning of each new day. Whether you choose to install solar panels, or simply arrange the home in such a way that natural light can be allowed in more freely, without restriction.


Our ancestors may have lived in dark, damp caves, but there is no need for us to shut out the natural light, and burn our way through nature’s precious resources in order to fuel our need for artificial light, warmth and cooling breeze. Yet, each and every day, this is precisely what many millions of households do. Feng Shui is very much about ensuring the home and those who call it home live in harmony with each other, and the natural forces around them.


We can easily see that green living, eco awareness, environmental awareness or sustainable living, is simply a way of complementing these concepts, and taking them a little further. In this way, the art and life of Feng Shui does not limit itself to the interconnectivity of home and those within, but a much greater and more splendid form of interconnection.


Indeed, the harmony of Feng Shui and green living can be said to extent this relationship far beyond the home, and the nearby surroundings, and embrace the forces and powers of nature throughout the whole word – a global interconnectivity, in celebration of the natural world, the forces which draw life, and which are ours to cherish and enjoy from our own personal dawn to our inevitable sunset.


Whilst this can be seen as a global challenge, and certainly a very exciting one, as well as a necessary obligation we cannot afford the luxury of shirking, it can also seem to be a little daunting. Personal and global responsibility does not come quickly, or easily, yet if each journey must begin with a single step, so our personal responsibilities must similarly start small, as indeed does humanity’s in general.


Feng Shui is the awareness, understanding and celebration of the interplay between the seen, and known forces, and those unseen, or beyond our physical grasp. It is the understanding of the precious balance which enables life and happiness to flourish.


Whether you take time to consider the fabrics and materials you use each day which are the product of energies that have poisoned the planet, such as the seemingly humble plastic bag, or consider more fully the implications of your daily living, and whether your contributions are in balance with the energy and resources which you are taking for yourself, we can all embrace the tenets of Feng Shui, and take those first, important and ultimately fulfilling steps on the eco-friendly, recyclable and environmentally clean path to green living.

By: John Culbertson