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Thankful For You

happy thanksgiving everyone!!! this chapter is super special because its a collaboration with musicalsfor5seconds :) they were super amazing and helpful in writing the story and for me figuring out how to work with another person ((which will be helpful for the Christmas thing))

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t h a n k s g i v i n g   t h e m e d   k i n d e r g a r t e n   a u 

hold onto your hats

Crisp and colorful leaves tumbled on the sidewalk as Evan and Heidi Hansen walked hand in hand to school. A knit scarf shielded Evan's face from the whipping breeze. It wasn't quite December and winter hadn't set in yet, but the little boy was bundled from head to toe. His puffy blue coat swished as he walked towards the school with his mother.

"Your dad's taking off work tonight, so I'm going to pick you up from school, okay, Evan?" Heidi addressed her son, who nodded with a smile. He was always happy to spend more time with his dad now that his work schedule was getting so busy.

The pair turned the corner and headed up the stairs of the school. Heidi kneeled down to meet Evan's height.

"Have fun, okay?"

Evan nodded hesitantly. School was fun. But he didn't really have friends. There were some kids who let him sit at their table, but he wouldn't call them friends exactly.

Heidi pushed open the door and let Evan walk inside.

"I love you," she called after him. She smiled when she saw his mittened hand wave to her as he walked into his kindergarten classroom.

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Evan stepped into the room, looking around at all the other kids. More specifically, looking for some people he knew. A boy he'd met before, Jared, was sitting in the corner smashing some cars together. No. He looked around again. Connor, someone who picked up Evan's pencil when he dropped it, was building with blocks. That looked like fun, but Evan wasn't very good at making things with blocks. His houses rarely stayed up and his castles never turned out the way he wanted. He turned his attention to the other side of the room. Alana, a nice girl who shared her Nilla Wafers with him one time, was coloring at the red table. Evan smiled and decided to join her.

He walked over to the coat closet. The teacher, Mrs. Patel, stood by the cubbies and smiled when she saw Evan. "Good morning!"

"Hi," Evan said with a smile, showing off the gap in his teeth. He had recently been visited by the tooth fairy. Mrs. Patel helped him take off his coat and hung it in the closet next to those of his classmates. Evan handed her his lunchbox. She thanked him and put it in his cubby. The students had decorated their cubby labels on the first day, and Evan's had some animal stickers on it and a sketch of a tree.

After he put his things away, he made his way back over to where he had seen Alana coloring.

"Is... someone sitting right there?" Evan pointed to the chair next to her. She looked up from her coloring book and pushed her glasses up her nose.

"No, you can," she replied, pushing the bin of crayons toward the middle of the table. Evan smiled thankfully and pulled out the chair, taking a seat next to her. He slid a piece of paper closer to him and grabbed a handful of crayons.

He pondered what to color. This was a very important decision. His dad was going to be home tonight, what would he like? What would mom like? He finally decided to draw his backyard.

He scribbled some grass on the bottom of the paper, filling the white space with green sprouts. From there, some flowers crept up the page and trees dotted the landscape. He looked at his masterpiece after a few minutes, smiling at his picture.

"That's pretty good," Alana said, her bubbly grin making Evan smile too.

"Thanks!" He replied happily. "I really, really, really like it outside, the trees and the flowers and the sun and-"

"Flowers aren't that tall," Jared said from over Evan's shoulder. Evan looked at him. Jared sat down next to Alana. "See?" He pointed at Evan's drawing, his finger slightly smudging the crayon. "You drawed the flower so it goes up to half the tree, but a flower isn't that big."

"But, they could...what if they..."

Evan's mumbling was soon interrupted by the teacher clapping. "Okay, class, eyes up here! Eyes on me, please!"

The class fell silent, the teacher smiled, and she began to pass out plastic gloves and coloring sheets. "Okay class, because Thanksgiving is coming up, you are going to color the turkey on the paper, and when I call your table, come up here with your glove and I'll help you fill it up."

One by one, the students finished coloring their turkeys and they grabbed their plastic gloves to bring to the front of the room. Evan finished quickly and he approached the teacher with Jared tagging along not far behind. They held out the plastic gloves and the teacher filled the fingers with multi-colored Goldfish crackers and the palm with popcorn. She tied them off and handed them back to the boys who eagerly headed back to their seats to draw faces on the glove turkeys.

After working quietly for a while, and once all of the turkeys had been filled, Mrs. Patel yelled,"1, 2, 3, eyes on me!"

"4, 3, 2, eyes on you," the class responded.

She held up some oversized feathers made from various colors of construction paper.

"So," she began, handing one to each student. "Each one of you will get a feather, and I want you to decorate it with the crayons in front of you and write down some things that you're thankful for. Then, when you're all finished, you'll hang them over there and give that turkey some feathers." She pointed to the back wall where a large featherless turkey cutout was pinned to the bulletin board. She was about to return to her desk and let the children work, but then she noticed a little boy still sitting over by the blocks.

"Connor," she said quietly, "why don't you go sit at a table?"

"Don't wanna," he replied, flipping a block over and over in his hands.

"Connor, please go have a seat. There's an empty chair by Evan," she said, pointing to the red table.

Connor huffed and got up, pushing his shaggy hair behind his ear and dragging his sneakered feet to the table. He sat down next to Evan and the teacher handed him a leaf. She returned to her desk, leaving them alone to work.

Evan grabbed a green crayon and began slowly writing down everything he was thankful for.

"I'm thankful for my mom, and my dad, and my fish, and my treehouse, and my toys, and my-"

"I'm try'na work, be quiet," Jared said, racking his brain for something to write down. Evan stopped talking and wrote silently. He looked over at Alana's leaf. She was thankful for her dog. Evan wished he had a dog. He looked over at Connor's leaf and noticed it was empty.

"Why is your leaf empty, Connor?"

Connor shrugged, picking at the wax of a crayon with his fingers. "Nothin' to be thankful for."

Evan couldn't imagine that Connor had nothing at all to be thankful for. Surely he had to have a mom! And a dad like Evan's, maybe a brother or sister? Evan poked Connor. "What 'bout your family?

"They're not very nice to me," Connor said, shuffling his feet under the table.

"Maybe..." Evan thought. He was determined to help Connor. Nobody should ever have an empty leaf. There had to be something, Evan just knew it. "Maybe you could be thankful for your friends!"

"I don't got any of those."

Evan's face fell. Neither did he. "Oh. Well...well, maybe I'll can be your friend then!"

Connor looked over at Evan, a toothy grin spreading across his face. "Okay, what's your name?"

"Evan."

Connor quickly jotted down Evan's name on the yellow feather. Next to the scribbled letters, he drew a stick figure to represent his newfound companion. Once he finished, the pair walked up to the bulletin board and hand in hand, they stuck their feathers up on the board for all to see, both glad to finally have a friend. 

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have a super amazing thanksgiving and stuff your beautiful faces