Do We Thank the Indians Though

Thanksgiving magic
Traditions honored
Family respected
Pumpkin pie with whipped cream
Hot rolls oozing with warm butter
Stuffing no one ever makes as wonderfully tasty as my mother
Do we remember to give thanks to the Indians?
They had too much passion to let the white faces starve.
Bringing them food, and teaching them to plant in the summer.
They shared their bounty, and their knowledge
Taking white faces under their wing, saving them.
Do we remember to thank them?
I certainly hope so.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Desangre Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 4:55 PM
Hi Caren! I too would like to know what the Native American have to say about it. I have yet to met one. I haven't been bold enough to find out the rest of the story_ thou I do give thanks. A wise and thoughtful writing. ~~~ Niyna
Krutsinger Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 10:53 PM
They got such a horrible "shaft" from us; they were truly betrayed.
Labyrinth Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 4:45 PM
The settlers had so much to learn from their culture and spiritual beliefs. Superiority bleeds ignorance. The massacres are something to be greatly ashamed of...and the debacle and fallout of care with the Reservations - this happens in other countries to, the Australian aboriginal, the New Zealand Maori. A many layered poem, that makes one think of kindness, giving (not taking) and respect.
Krutsinger Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 10:54 PM
It is enormously sad to me that I am part of the culture that did such despicable things to the people who thought you could not own land, who shared their knowledge with us, and who took us food before we understood which parts were seeds, and what we needed to plant.
Chiri Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 12:29 PM
I don't think they feel thanked Caren ! Honestly look what we have done to them when they welcomed and shared with us! We stole their land and placed them on reservations! I love your poem though girl of course! I just get mad about how the American Indians are treated now like they don't fit in! So sorry had to get that off my chest! I hope everyone thanks them too!;)
Krutsinger Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 3:21 PM
It makes me feel so badly when I see them always get beaten on the cowboy shows; I have always rooted for them.
Staton Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 9:08 AM
This Is nicely written. Love the wonderful sentiment towards our American Indian population.
Krutsinger Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 3:22 PM
I do admire them. Their spirituality is terrific also.
Theraven Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 8:56 AM
Caren, Let's give thanks for what we have. Peter Minuit and Dutch colonists acquired Manhattan on May 24, 1626, from the Lenape, in exchange for traded goods worth 60 guilders, often said to be worth US $24. -Richard
Krutsinger Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 3:22 PM
That is tremendously sad; it makes me feel diabolical and cheap.
Lamoureux Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 8:40 AM
No, unfortunately we tried to wipe them out by giving them small pox blankets. Later we stole their land and put them in reservations. In Canada we attempted to obliterate their culture by placing their children in residential schools. Fortunately times have changed but there is still a long ways to go.
Krutsinger Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 3:23 PM
It is so sad that these people who showed our ancestors how to survive in winter were betrayed in such a horrible bunch of ways.
Chiri Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 12:30 PM
My thoughts too Rick! Oops sorry Caren!;) love ya girl!;)
Lamoureux Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 8:42 AM
Many have forgotten their kindness. You have done well to ask the question.
Foster Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 8:22 AM
Wonderful. Direct and on target. I loved it. Thankful.... Ann
Krutsinger Avatar
November 4, 2019 at 3:24 PM
I like to be direct. I knew you would understand where I was coming from Ann.
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