[stylist] Be thankful

[Chris Kuell]

Wow, Eve--I wasn't expecting that! In thinking it over, though, I have to 
say 'well done'. Kind of puts a damper on the day, though. Even so, my 
relatives didn't move into the neighborhood until well after the old-timers 
were slaughtered, and the newest neighbors, who had been brought from a 
darker continent, were freed, at least in a legal sense, if not in a real 
sense. So, I'm able to be thankful for many things in my life today, and I 
have a sliver of hope for a better tomorrow.

chris

----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Eve Sanchez" <3rdeyeonly at gmail.com>
To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
Sent: Thursday, November 22, 2012 6:01 PM
Subject: [stylist] Be thankful


What the heck, I'm gonna share and give you all something to think about.
Don't take it too serious though.

                I knew of some people who moved into a new neighborhood and
wanted to make friends. After a while they all got together and decided to
have dinner together. They did this pot luck style with everyone bringing
their favorites. There were no canned beans or deli coleslaw. No store
bought cookies or chips. Everything was cooked especially for this dinner.

                The new neighbors and old alike enjoyed their meal and the
fine company. The new neighbors were impressed with the hospitality of the
old-timers yet they quietly whispered among themselves that though
delicious, some of the food was strange to them. They thought their
neighbors’ home was beautiful and admired the décor. After dinner, some of
the men huddled together in true football fashion to say how they could
make some home improvements.

                When their festivities were over, all thanked each other
and said they must get together again soon. They parted ways as friends.
After some time had passed they did get together again. It was not for
dinner though. The new neighbors were convinced that the old-timers were
bringing down the property values and so they cut their throats and stole
their homes.

                This betrayal was easily done as they had gotten to know
each other as friends and were trusted.  They used that trust to get what
they wanted.  The old-timers that survived learned not to trust anyone that
moved into their neighborhood again. They never again had dinner parties
with strangers. The new neighbors celebrated their success at such betrayal
every year and created a holiday to do so. They were thankful for their
victorious acquisition of the neighbor hood. What are you thankful for?