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Over the River & Through the Woods on Thanksgiving

Good morning.  Well, another weekend has passed and Thanksgiving is almost here.  I spent the afternoon at the senior center telling Thanksgiving stories.  What a pleasure that was.  As far as actual stories that are about thanksgiving...there are very few....but plenty of stories about why we should be thankful.  That is the road I choose and all were happy with the stories.  Sometimes, I think that the everyday gratefulness is what we all should concentrate on more. 
Well, for today's blog, I thought about the song "Over the River and Through the Woods"  We always seemed to joke about the song.  You see we live right near a river and the woods.  They are both at the end of our block.  All the years that we have lived in this home, we have hosted Thanksgiving.  It is hard knowing that our children and grandchildren cannot be with us.  We used to sing the song with the grandkids on Thanksgiving.  It just seemed appropriate.  Yesterday, in preparation for my storytelling, I came across some information about the song.  It was actually written as a Thanksgiving song.  I had never realized that.  Thanksgiving being so close to the opening of Christmas season, we just had thought it to be appropriate. As I read further, I discovered that it was a woman who wrote the song.  It just never seemed like any of the songs from long ago were written by the female gender. Her name was Lydia Maria Child.  She was the first American woman to earn a living with her writings.
She was known in her time as the writer of one of the most popular domestic advice books, "The Frugal Housewife", later renamed  "The American Frugal Housewife" to distinguish it from a similarly-named book published in England. She later published other popular advice books, including "The Mothers Book" and "A Little Girl's Own Book".
I am including the words to the song here.  It is interesting to look at the actual words and the fact that they wrote through the snow.  I have really never thought about snow associated with Thanksgiving, although this year, it may be a reality.  It made me think about what going to Grandma's house must really be like for children.  I, myself, lived with my Grandparents and so that type of anticipation was never part of my life, yet it was in the reverse once I became the Grandparent.  I so looked forward to the times that the children and grandchildren would come to visit on Thanksgiving Day.  The special treats that I would prepare for them.  It is one of the most special holidays.  A day to be grateful and I must say, grateful I am for all the years and memories that we have shared.  It is also a time where I feel such a sadness for all of those that I have lost through the years. Missing their faces around the table and standing in the kitchen waiting to sneak a piece of turkey as it is being sliced.  The tradition of the children in the living room with the father huddled around the TV watching the Thanksgiving parade as the windows steam up from all the cooking and baking that is being done.  I still cook the livers and gizzards and turkey neck for my husband, and even though they all are his now...I am sure he would love to share them once again with the children and the grandchildren.  Funny how life changes.  I am grateful for all of those memories.  I am thrilled to share the day with friends.  I look forward to the phone call from the kids and grateful that their lives are in their cycle of life. Here's wishing you a blessed Thanksgiving day!
Over the river, and through the wood,
to Grandfather's house we go;
the horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
through the white and drifted snow.
Over the river, and through the wood,
to Grandfather's house away!
We would not stop for doll or top,
for 'tis Thanksgiving Day.
Over the river, and through the wood-
oh, how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes and bites the nose,
as over the ground we go.
Over the river, and through the wood
and straight through the barnyard gate.
We seem to go extremely slow-
it is so hard to wait!
Over the river, and through the wood-
when Grandmother sees us come,
She will say, "o, dear, the children are here,
bring a pie for every one."
Over the river, and through the wood-
now Grandmothers cap I spy!
Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done?
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!
This song originally appeared as a poem written by Lydia Maria Child. The poem appeared in Flowers for Children,, Vol. 2 in 1844.

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