|Somehow I don’t think it was this idyllic…|
Turkeys have started springing up everywhere. The library feature shelf was crowded with books of pilgrims and Indians. We have started thinking about Pie.
This is the first year that Brother-Bug has been aware enough for The Indian Question to come up. He checked out books about Thanksgiving yesterday, and there were the pilgrims and Indians sharing nicely.
I want him to learn the real history of the white occupation of this continent, but most of that information is just not okay for a five-year old. I find the real story to be sickening and disgusting and tragic and scary – and I’m a grown up! But at the same time, I don’t want to whitewash over that stuff, painting a picture of sharing and tranquilly companionable pilgrims and their “guests”. That feels untrue and more than a little disrespectful to the native people involved. I want to find a balance between the nice and safe, and the true and gritty.
I’m just not sure of where that balance is.