THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 28: American Thanksgiving ushers in a host of annual traditions nationwide.
EDITOR’S NOTE:This year, we are asking our writers to send us memories of especially meaningful holidays. This story was sent to us by Joe Grimm, founder of the MSU School of Journalism Bias Bustersproject.
In 2010, I worked with students at Unis Middle School in Dearborn, Michigan. The project, for the Asian American Journalists Association, was to help the first Arab American students to grow up in a post-9/11 tell their stories.
After Thanksgiving, I asked the students whether they celebrated this American holiday—knowing that it was new to so many of their families.
They said, “Oh, we love Thanksgiving.”
“How do you celebrate?”
Their families cooked a turkey—not a ham, of course, as many were Muslim. Some crowded around a big spread set on a blanket. Others ate at tables. The main dish was accompanied by side dishes.
These families put out their traditional meze including hummus, garlicky baba ganoush, labneh with za’atar, fattoush or tabbouleh salads and stuffed grape leaves. Some added American standbys including cranberry sauce and maybe a Jell-O salad.
Depending on their background, families in other homes likely put out guacamole, latkes, samosas or dumplings.
We asked the Arab American students what they did to work off their meal. They said they played football or watched an NFL game.
So here it was: a unifying American tradition that unites people as they customize it to the literal tastes of their own culture, ethnicity or religion.
I now carry those memories I shared with those kids with me through my own family’s Thanksgiving observances each year.