In the spring of 1621, two natives were hunting near the beach at Patuxet in Massachusetts, now known as Plymouth. Samoset was a Wabanake and Squanto, a Wampanoag. The area was the site of Squanto’s former village, but his people had been ravaged by disease brought over from Europe by slave traders and the tribe had been wiped out.
Both Squanto and Samoset spoke English. They met originally in England where they had both traveled with explorers. In 1620 they had returned together to find only bones in the ruins of what had been Squanto’s village. The two men had since gone to live with another group of Wampanoags nearby.
Imagine their surprise that spring afternoon when they came upon a bedraggled group of English settlers living in Squanto’s former village. The first word alleged to be said by Squanto as he walked in to his occupied village and approached the strangers was, “Welcome.”
The English interlopers were in tough shape and would not have survived much longer. But Squanto decided to stay with them for several months, teaching them how to cultivate the plants they found in the new world, including corn which became their staple. He taught them how to tap the maple trees for sap. He gave them meat and furs, and taught them the medicinal value of some of the native plants as well. They learned to dig clams and other shellfish, and to use plants and animals from the sea as fertilizer for their crops.
By harvest time, the immigrants had much to be thankful for; they had been yanked back from the brink of disaster by the Indians. They now enjoyed sufficient food and new homes that the Indians had helped them build. Captain Miles Standish invited Squanto, Samoset, their leader Massasoit and their families to a celebratory feast of thanks. The Wampanoag men arrived with over ninety people in tow, as well as an abundance of food to contribute. The ensuing feast lasted for three days, and was a celebration of peace and friendship between the Wampanoag people and the English settlers.
The Pilgrims had escaped religious intolerance in their homeland and made a new life in the freedom of the new world with the help of the Wampanoags. Unfortunately, they forgot the hard lessons learned and began to impose their own religious prejudices on the natives. How terrible and sad that less than fifty years later, the settlers took up arms against their benefactors in King Phillip’s War. Squanto could not have imagined that his kindness to the Pilgrims would be the beginning of the end for the native peoples of North America.
As we celebrate all that we have to be thankful for this Thanksgiving, spare a thought for Squanto and the Wampanoag people. Without their help, the pilgrims would have perished and become a historical footnote, rather than the founders of a great nation.
Thank you Deedee for this most amazing reminder of the first Thanksgiving in our country. I remember how much I loved re-enacting this story every year in grade school. I so appreciate you helping me to think back on these times and for being grateful to the Indians for their kindnesses to the weary Pilgrims.
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June
That gives me a new slant on your Thanksgiving - thank you.
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ReplyDeleteThank you for bringing the truth out for all to see. It's amazing how fiction took over this holiday, and really SO much of our history! The honor and tribute to the Natives is as non-existent as they are!
This is a heartfelt tale..of true grace being offered to the settlers, and then ultimately the agressive behavior shown to the natives. We seem to still bear the stain of intolerance..we must do for eachother.... Thanks for the perspective of our history!
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Sounds like a familiar story - repeated in my home state 200+ years later.
ReplyDeleteYou and I might have been seperated at birth, too - not just our daughters. I am ALL about the hat over the haircolor these days.
Jane!
Revisionist history blurs out many parts of the truth. American/Indian relations contains many examples of biting the hand that fed you. 200 years later, Indian gaming laws may be helping the plight of those whose land we stole/conquered/swiped. Perhaps one aspect of what makes America great, is its willingness at times to say, Mea culpa. (My bad.)
ReplyDeleteThat is the first time I have heard such a good explanation of the American Thanksgiving. Thank you for the history lesson, and I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving.
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Jo
I've just re-read your posting because I had been thinking about it since I least read it. It told me something I didn't know but it also touched on a subject close to my heart - religious prejudice and intollerance. I thought that I had commented when I last read it but obviously not. Thank you for this information.
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