Underneath the cornucopia of harvest-themed influencer posts on social media and weeks of

turkey dinner game-planning, there is a story. You know the one.

The year 1621, pilgrims held their first Thanksgiving feast.

Linus lays it out pretty well in that cartoon classic, a Charlie Brown Thanksgiving.

They invited the great Indian chief, Basil Soight, who brought 90 of his brave Indians

and a great abundance of food. Those pilgrims had fled religious persecution in England,

sailed on the Mayflower, which landed at Plymouth Rock, made it through a rough first winter.

Eventually met the local indigenous people who taught them to farm and fish, and that autumn,

they all celebrated.

Elder William Brewster, who's a minister, said a prayer that went something like this.

We thank God for our homes and our food and our safety in a new land.

We thank God for the opportunity to create a new world for freedom and justice. Amen.

And maybe that's as far as the story went in your elementary school before you were off to

trace your hand with a marker to fashion a construction paper turkey.

Nielis Isay, that story leaves out a lot.

There's only one paragraph that is written about that first harvest event,

and it's written in William Bradford Journal of Plymouth Plantation.

That's Paula Peters, a member of the Mashpee Wampanoff tribe. Her ancestors could have been

at that feast table 400 years ago. Although the history passed down through her culture suggests

they weren't exactly invited.

As part of their feast of celebration of the harvest, their militia decided to rally off

gunshots from their muskets, and that was deemed threatening to the local Wampanoff,

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