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 enjoying the sun. My own business when behold comes this ship and can you believe it as big as I if I'm sending me who said I think it was the rock the rock oh whatever we plant the flag I will hereby do it. The name of this place is very cute and how about a name for the rock?

I hereby name this rock on its rock. The only name that now hmm sounds cool to me, come on, so the pilgrims got off the ship 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 in early winter, but needless to say, the pilgrims had a pretty rough time of it. How was your hunting? I'm hungry fish fillet Someone, Lord, please have mercy on us, the long, hard winter finally 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 came out to plant number one, dig the hole, check number two, you don't do it.

I really don't know what you're doing, do you? I admit it. I'm not a big farmer, but God heard his prayers and sent one of the locals to help them. An English-speaking Indian named Squanto. Would you like it? a little help, yes please, add a lot of hard work and work together with their new friends, the Indians, at the end of the season they had a bountiful harvest. God, we thank you for our families and friends and for your many blessings. Amen. Hello, we should do this every year and thus began the tradition of Thanksgiving Day when family and friends gather 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 many people come to visit.

Me and take photos. I am of all rocks, truly blessed, happy Thanksgiving.