I celebrate Thanksgiving because
I am thankful.
I am thankful to this amazing
country that we call the United
States of America. My grandparents came here
after they survived concentration camp, and they were plenty thankful that they
were given a refuge after the hell they went through in Europe.
They celebrated Thanksgiving every year, with an elaborate meal shared with
friends and relatives. They were more than happy to show their appreciation for
this country.
And while everyone always points
out America’s
faults and goes on about how horrible it is to live here, and yeah, there are definitely
plenty of things that need to be changed, I think this country is pretty
freaking incredible.
Cool stuff I can do as an
American woman without getting thrown into jail or executed:
- Run a blog that criticizes the government and its officials, as well as religious leaders and practices
- Worship the god I believe in as loudly as I want to
- Wear what I want
- Vote
- Run for public office
- Drive
- Get an abortion
- Use birth control
- Pursue a higher education
- Play in a professional sports team
- Marry who I want
- Have a credit card in my own name
- Own property
- Get a divorce and have custody of my children
- Receive equal pay for equal work
I know a lot of these things
aren’t as great as they seem. No, there is no WNFL, gay marriage is only legal
in a few states, and reproductive rights are being threatened and limited every
day (among many other unfair practices). But there are women’s football teams
and leagues, same-sex couples can be united in marriage in a few states, and
women are able to get abortions and use birth control if they choose. In the
nineteenth century (and even the mid-twentieth), most of the things listed
above weren’t even dreamed of, let alone enacted. Other countries are,
unfortunately, at the same point as America in 1850.
So that’s why I’m thankful to
this country, and why I celebrate Thanksgiving. Thank you, America.
Please continue improving in how awesome you are.
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