{"id":10172,"date":"2023-11-22T01:30:37","date_gmt":"2023-11-22T01:30:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=10172"},"modified":"2023-11-22T01:30:37","modified_gmt":"2023-11-22T01:30:37","slug":"thanksgiving-day-by-lydia-maria-child","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/thanksgiving-day-by-lydia-maria-child\/","title":{"rendered":"Thanksgiving Day by Lydia Maria Child"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-10174 lazyload\" data-src=\"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/11\/Thanks-Giving-Day.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1600\" height=\"900\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/11\/Thanks-Giving-Day.jpg 1600w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/11\/Thanks-Giving-Day-300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/11\/Thanks-Giving-Day-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/11\/Thanks-Giving-Day-768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/11\/Thanks-Giving-Day-1536x864.jpg 1536w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 1600px) 100vw, 1600px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 1600px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 1600\/900;\" \/><\/h2>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thanksgiving Day <\/span><\/h2>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">by Lydia Maria Child<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Over the river and through the wood,<br \/>\nTo grandfather&#8217;s house we go;<br \/>\nThe horse knows the way<br \/>\nTo carry the sleigh<br \/>\nThrough the white and drifted snow.<\/p>\n<p>Over the river and through the wood&#8211;<br \/>\nOh, how the wind does blow!<br \/>\nIt stings the toes<br \/>\nAnd bites the nose,<br \/>\nAs over the ground we go.<\/p>\n<p>Over the river and through the wood,<br \/>\nTo have first-rate play.<br \/>\nHear the bells ring,<br \/>\n&#8220;Ting-a-ling-ding!&#8221;<br \/>\nHurrah for Thanksgiving Day!<\/p>\n<p>Over the river and through the wood,<br \/>\nAnd straight through the barn-yard gate.<br \/>\nWe seem to go<br \/>\nExtremely slow&#8211;<br \/>\nIt is so hard to wait!<\/p>\n<p>Over the river and through the wood&#8211;<br \/>\nNow grandmother&#8217;s cap I spy!<br \/>\nHurrah for the fun!<br \/>\nIs the pudding done?<br \/>\nHurrah for the pumpkin-pie!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">###<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This poem is popularly known as Over the river and Through the Wood.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lydia Maria Child (1802-1880) was a prominent American abolitionist, women&#8217;s rights activist, Native American rights advocate, novelist, and journalist. Born in Medford, Massachusetts, Child spent most of her life championing humanitarian causes through her writings and activism.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Child found success in her 20s with her historical novel &#8220;Hobomok&#8221; (1824) and as editor of the children&#8217;s magazine The Juvenile Miscellany. In 1833, she published &#8220;An Appeal in Favor of That Class of Americans Called Africans,&#8221; a groundbreaking treatise against slavery and early call for total abolition. The controversial pamphlet destroyed her mainstream career, but Child courageously devoted herself fully to the antislavery movement henceforth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Over the following decades, Child wrote prolifically for abolitionist newspapers like the National Anti-Slavery Standard. She advocated for immediate emancipation,ivil liberties for African Americans, and women&#8217;s rights alongside luminaries like William Lloyd Garrison and Susan B. Anthony. Her antebellum antislavery short stories and nonfiction works like &#8220;The Quadroons&#8221; (1842) and &#8220;The Freedmen&#8217;s Book&#8221; (1865) helped galvanize public sentiment against slavery.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A woman far ahead of her time, Lydia Maria Child stands as one of the most influential and principled activists of the 19th century devoted to ending racial and gender injustice in America. Though lesser known today, her impassioned writings and organizing efforts were instrumental in bringing about the abolition of slavery and advancing human equality.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This poem is popularly known as Over the river and Through the Wood. 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