The Spirit of Thanksgiving by Petra Michelle

 HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

THE SPIRIT OF THANKSGIVING

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INT. LOG CABIN. PLYMOUTH, MASSACHUSETTS - THANKSGIVING DAY

A FAMILY of six are gathered around the dining table, adorned with the cornucopia of Thanksgiving dinner.

Anticipant as the grandfather clock CHIMES three o'clock,

FATHER He's late, Dorah.

DORAH We won't start without him, Luther.

LUTHER (firmly) He'd be the first to understand.

As Luther begins carving the turkey, Dorah lets out a SIGH. Their DAUGHTER clasps Dorah's hand reassuringly.

DAUGHTER He's been here every Thanksgiving, Dad.

Luther stops carving with the KNOCK at the door.

GRANDSON He's here!

He and sister run out of the dining room and return holding the hands of NATIVE AMERICAN, MASSASOIT.

All surround him excitedly and guide him to his place at the table.

GRANDAUGHTER We saved your chair, Great Sachem.

Massasoit nods, smiling, As he sits, he retrieves the ceremonial pipe from his pouch, then lights it. After inhaling, he passes it to Luther who then passes it to Dorah, who respectfully inhales and returns it to Massasoit.

After snuffing the pipe, Massasoit sets it adjacent to his place setting. Lovingly, each extends and holds the other's hand, heads bowed.

DORAH We give thanks today for Your eternal bounty. 

ALL (in unison) Amen.

Massasoit Aho.

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