The Story of Thanksgiving

hello my name is Plymouth Plymouth Rock now you might be wondering how a rock got a name like Plymouth well let me tell you how it all happened the year was 1620 it was a normal day for me sitting on the beach having some the mind of the sun my own business when behold this ship comes and you can believe it as big as i am if i'm going to ship who said i think it was the rock the rock oh whatever we're going to plant the flag i will hereby name this place boundary very good and how about a name for the rock.

I hereby name this rock your rock is the only name now hmm sounds great to me come on and so the pilgrims got off the boat and started the hard work. to establish a settlement in the New World now. I don't know whose idea it was to try to build a settlement at the start of winter, but needless to say, the pilgrims had a pretty rough time. How was their hunt? I am hungry fish fillet someone Lord please have mercy on us finally the long hard winter passed and spring came my favorite time of the year the sun was shining the grass was growing the birds were singing and the pilgrims were coming out to plant the number one, dig the hole, check number two, you really don't know what you're doing, shall I admit?

I am not a farmer, but God had heard his prayers and sent one of the locals to help them, an English-speaking Indian named Squanto. Would you like help? new friends the indians at the end of the season had a bountiful harvest god we thank you for our families and friends and for your many blessings love that hello we should do this every year and so began the

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tradition when family and friends get together to the community and eat and thank God for his many blessings and as for me for some reason they decided to give me a new home where a lot of people come to visit me and take pictures I am of all rocks truly blessed happy

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