Thanksgiving is not just a time to sit down as a family and eat turkey, but is a time to think about what you are grateful of. As for me, I believe that is the point of Thanksgiving. However, my family and I don’t exactly sit down and eat the classic Thanksgiving meal with turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, etc. We simply spend the day thinking and sharing about what we are grateful for and thanking one another for what we have.
In a community full of parents who are immigrants from all around the world, my parents -for example- are immigrants from China. They decided to move somewhere in Canada or America in order for them to live an easy going life. So my parents ended up in Canada struggling with poor English. They would always have a hard time when understanding (especially the first weeks) the locals there, trying to make out the rushing words that poured out of the strangers’ mouths that they talked to. They would walk on foot for miles just to get to their workplaces. My dad was a cook at a local dim sum restaurant, my mom was a waitress at a sushi bar. Just as they settled down, they realized how their jobs there didn’t have enough of a high paying salary to raise a family. Eventually, after months of discussing, my parents decided to move to here in San Jose. When they arrived here, my parents had it easier by speaking fluent English. They could easily get around; instead of walking to work, they drove.
All was well, until IT happened. On Christmas Eve that year, I was born. And since then, nothing was ever been the same. My parents went from a energetic and lively couple, to a mature and composed couple. My mom joked with me that the first and yet most expensive thing she ever bought here was my first ever box of diapers for thirty dollars. The thing is that she always puts me before herself. When she could have bought a Louis Vuitton purse, she spent this money to hire tutors to teach me just so I can have a successful future. And my dad. He may be the quiet type, but he always supports my mom so I can have a successful future (even if it may involve thousands of dollars). In the end, it’s not the festivity or the home cooked food that matters, but it is the gratitude of what makes you who you are that truly matters.