||bounty, celebration, dice, exactly, pudding, shores, smallpox, Squanto, tribe, wetu, missing, cedar, sounds, lobster, hunger, speed
||Many Pilgrims, Native Americans, Great Spirit
Wendy, Tim, and Tess knew exactly what to do. They had discussed it on the way home from school. Each year they heard about the first Thanksgiving. They knew the Pilgrims had come to America in 1620. They knew that the first year had been hard. Many Pilgrims had died from the cold and hunger. They loved to hear the story of the celebration held after the first harvest. There was one thing missing.
The children wanted to know how the Native Americans of the area felt about the Pilgrims. How did they fit in? Were they all friendly? What kind of Native Americans were they?
The children decided to let the magic dice answer their questions. They headed straight for Wendy's room. They sat on the floor. Wendy held the dice and said," We wish we could see what the first Thanksgiving was like for the Native Americans."
Before they could snap their fingers, they found themselves seated on the ground near a fire. They were in a hut made of small trees and bark. Wendy recognized the smell of the wood. It smelled like her grandmother's closet. It was cedar. A man was seated across the fire. He looked at them and smiled, "Welcome, Englishmen," he said.
The children said, "Hello."
"My name is Samoset," said the man. "I am of the Wampanoag tribe."
"I am Wendy. These are my friends Tim and Tess."
"Welcome to my wetu, my home. Is there something you wish to know?" asked Samoset.
"We would like to know if you liked the first Thanksgiving dinner," said Wendy.
"You mean the harvest feast?" asked Samoset.
"Yes," said Tess.Paragraphs 12 to 34:
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