Tom Turkey Says WHAT?
One thing I never quite understood about Thanksgiving: smiling turkeys. We commonly eat Turkey on Thanksgiving. We all know this. Why, then, would a turkey be smiling and saying “Happy Thanksgiving”? He’s going be dead, supper actually, and then possibly a partner to many hashes and soups afterwards-so unless he’s this sort of Zen turkey who has accepted his fate and looks forward to turkey Nirvana, I’m telling you-the bird has no reason to be so darn happy.
My 6 year old gets this-she recently made the connection about the smiling Turkeys when her class made Handprint turkeys and the bulletin board they were displayed on cheerfully said “Tom Turkey Says See You On Thanksgiving Day!”. In my mind, all I can do is imagine the turkeys scrambling off the bulletin board or holding signs that say “Vegetarianism Now”. Anyway Gabby asked me “Mommy, we eat Turkey at Thanksgiving”, “That is correct” I answered in my motherly wisdom. “But mommy” she said oh so earnestly “turkeys have to die before you eat them-right?” Again, I affirm this. “How can they be happy about that?” she mused. Indeed.
I love Turkey, don’t get me wrong-I can’t eat too much of it or else I feel like a slug, however I do enjoy it. But I still can’t buy into the concept these guys are HAPPY about being feasted on-I am not that naïve.
My 6 year old gets this-she recently made the connection about the smiling Turkeys when her class made Handprint turkeys and the bulletin board they were displayed on cheerfully said “Tom Turkey Says See You On Thanksgiving Day!”. In my mind, all I can do is imagine the turkeys scrambling off the bulletin board or holding signs that say “Vegetarianism Now”. Anyway Gabby asked me “Mommy, we eat Turkey at Thanksgiving”, “That is correct” I answered in my motherly wisdom. “But mommy” she said oh so earnestly “turkeys have to die before you eat them-right?” Again, I affirm this. “How can they be happy about that?” she mused. Indeed.
I love Turkey, don’t get me wrong-I can’t eat too much of it or else I feel like a slug, however I do enjoy it. But I still can’t buy into the concept these guys are HAPPY about being feasted on-I am not that naïve.