On every second Monday of the October month, schools, offices, and stores are closed and deserted. All that may be heard at these areas are the crickets. The smell of baked turkey fills the air to the point that people can barely breathe. Families unite and satisfy their cravings with turkey dinner. In the kitchen of my house on one Thanksgiving Day, I have selfishly demanded my parents for more turkey and stuffing. I ate it to the point that my pants had barely fit me, and the remainder of it just ended up being in the garbage can. After that, I complained to my parents about the unsatisf…
