Thanksgiving Day … to whom? “Meyflauyer“ of
this year the fourth Thursday of November is the share memory of immigrants of the 22nd date when all country on one exhalation tells “thanks“. Let`s understand to whom this “thanks“ concerns.
the countries in the world formed of the people which were historically inhabiting their lands Are. Lived - lived, developed in a uniform linguistic, religious and cultural community, acquired statehood and formed the country.
Sometimes expansion happens more widely - a number of the countries unites in a community as it was in the Soviet Union as it occurred in the United Kingdom of Great Britain as it is now observed in the Eurozone and the European Union. Integration!
And only the few countries were formed not as a result of merge of ethnos in a community, and as a result of an outcome of part of ethnos to other lands and its otpochkovaniye in the new nation, the new state. And one of these countries of United States of America. And here is how it was.
The first gratitude is brought, of course, to the earth of North America, her people - indigenous Indians, fruits of the corpulent American earth thanks to whom Meyflauyer`s pioneers who arrived with light baggage from the Old World survived and managed to locate firmly on the shell and core severe earth.
We bring the second and main thanks to people whose courage and even heroism (I will not be afraid to tell) laid the foundation to great resettlement of the people and foundation of the new community which became subsequently the United States of America.
These people deserved gratitude of all living, living and future generations of the USA. We call them children of the May Flower, pioneers, the first pilgrims, pioneers and … immigrants. And therefore Thanksgiving Day is also day of the immigrant of the USA. And an immigrant or the descendant of the immigrant is each citizen of our country.
There is a rough introduction in the American people: each immigrant has to eat the … dashingly. And pioneers of the May Flower took is dashing with interest. We cannot present also now how it was possible in 1620 (!) to year on the overloaded, chock-full sailing vessel only 19 long. 5 meters without modern navigation devices to cross shtormlivy autumn Atlantic.
When they left the English Plymouth on September 6, they were 102 persons of passengers and 25 people of team - - 127 madmen! Under sea laws of that time nobody left in waters of Atlantic so late - a season of storm and hurricanes. When they reached coast of Earth Promised, them there were 128! The desperate pilgrim Elisabeth Hopkins gave birth to the boy who received a name Okeanus onboard this Noah`s Ark. (On a sailing vessel there were two more pregnant women who gave rise already on coast of New England - total a community in hundred thirty people to whom we express gratitude in Day Thanks).
Who there were these people facing certain death? Whether it was terrible them? What moved them? For the sake of what?
When the church merges with the state (as in the country known to you), such symbiosis lays down a double yoke on shoulders of society. The English dissidents of the seventeenth century counted such church as church from the evil, church of Antichrist too. For them there was no church based on the temporal power controlled by its vigilant “bodies“. They avoided from gustopsovy Anglicanism, persecutions of the authorities as it is religious - political refugees. They were accepted by Holland, tolerant to Puritanism, but they, puritans, did not accept it - foreign everything, alien, cold …
A dissidents were helped by the English trade people, merchants - money, they and with England money: bought a sailing vessel, assembled the simple tool, seeds of cereals, books, clothes, laid up on the road - whether you will place on an ark 19 meters long much. Seven feet to you under Kiel, the May Flower. Farewell, Plymouth. And whether we will reach Virginia - as it will be necessary for destiny, and come what may. “To unmoor!“ - the leader of madmen William Bradford ordered. Also they went good luck!
There were they 67 days and nights, frayed them dashingly, studit their fragmentary winds Atlantiki, but the hope heated - there where the cold autumn sun sat down, behind the horizon they will build new “city of God“ in the Promised Land. And when in a type of the exhausted people Cape Cod when to treasured coast remained to the course practically nothing already seemed, pilgrims decided to swear a solemn oath - a vow, and they did not descend on the coast, did not swear yet and did not sign the text of this oath. Here it:
“Name of the Lord, amen!
We, undersigneds... having undertaken in God`s glory … travel with the purpose to base a colony in northern part of Virginia, present solemnly and mutually in the face of God we unite in a civil and political organism for maintenance among us the best order and safety. owing to this fact we will create and we will enter such laws, establishments and administrative agencies, fair and identical to all, which in this or that time will be considered suitable and corresponding to the general benefit of colonies and to which we promise to follow and submit. In the certificate of what we append our signatures.
Cape Code. November 11, 1620.
Yes it is the ready Constitution! There is its embryo!
Landed, and … to Virginia did not go - they were covered by early winter. Based stanovishche, by Christmas built up as were in time. The settlement was called Plymouth, and the district - New England. By spring it was formed also the first cemetery of pilgrims - buried a half of a colony. They were killed by terrible cold and hunger. Did not hope to survive also remained. Grain was, but is it it was only impossible - to wait for spring and to sow. Died on bags with grain, remembering Villon - “I am parched with thirst over a stream …“
the Indian from the neighbour`s tribe of vampanoag Tiskvontum (Skvonto) came to the settlement. He was once turned into slavery, visited royal England and knew English a little. We are obliged to it that the colony survived - he taught them to forest trade, collecting edible plants, hunting for wild turkeys. With heat life went little by little, were eliminated, the wood supported. Here the fall … brought fall to
A the first harvest of the New World. And in the first feast on the Promised Land they jammed meat of a wild turkey the first American bread. They remembered those who died on bags with grain, they refracted the hleba with the Indians never knowing bread, they uplifted gratitude and to Indians, and the earth which grew this bread and the Lord at whose will they could survive on this earth, in the new country.
Also there will be how many this country, so much we will remember the first pilgrims and their first historical thanksgiving meal on the fourth Thursday of November.