A Hunting We Will Go

Once upon a time, there was a little pilgrim that was 12 years old and just got his first rifle. He wanted to practice shooting, so he went into the woods. He came to a clearing and started to feel hungry. He saw a deer and some birds.

“Too small,” he thought.

Soon, he came to a stream. He saw fish and bugs.

“Too small,” he thought.

So he kept on walking until he came to a cliff. He saw a fat, plump, and juicy turkey.

“Perfect!” he thought.

BANG! He shot the turkey. He took the turkey home and showed it to his father and mother.

“Dad, mom, look at the turkey that I shot!” he said.

“That looks amazing!” said his dad.

“We should have it when we have dinner with the Indians.”

And that’s why we have turkey on Thanksgiving.

 

Posted by: Penguin167