Flying Turkeys-Maya Creamer

        To me, Thanksgiving is one of the best days of the year. It's a day filled with family, good food, and good conversation. On Thanksgiving morning, I get up and sit with my family to watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade; we all sit together in the living room snuggled under blankets to enjoy the parade together. My parents usually start cooking the food around noon, with help from me and my siblings, as well as whatever extended family has come to celebrate with us that year. It's a pretty hectic afternoon, with an assortment of delicious smells coming out of the kitchen. We sit down around 4 or 5 to eat; we have some classics, like turkey, mashed potatoes and pumpkin pie, and some recipes that are family traditions, such as corn casserole, roasted brussell sprouts, and apple crumble. We sit around the table for a few hours, savoring the food and talking. We usually start by sharing what we're thankful for, then the conversation switches to catching up and talking about what's been going on in our lives.
        I don't really have one particular best Thanksgiving memory, because it's a great day every year, no matter the specific things we do. Thanksgiving always reminds me of how lucky I am, and reminds me to give thanks. Every year, I give thanks for the chance to have a good meal with family that I don't get to see very often, and I reflect on the previous year. And every year, I realize how happy I am with what I've accomplished and the things I've gotten to do in my life.