Giving Thanks

I plan a strike with friendly Patrick from the Academy. It seems unfair, uncouth and unjust to force us to work on this high holy day. My Catalan teacher (because Thanksgiving strike or no, I'm gonna get my money's worth from these classes) asks me how I'm going to celebrate. I tell him I plan to work like a dog and celebrate on Saturday. He asks me if I'm going to have turkey (guy-dindy, a Catalan word I still laugh at), and I roll my eyes. I'm not up to such work. I'm thankful that the shop down the street sells roasted chickens. I'm also thankful that I'm not observed every day, because my students received an in-depth lesson on Thanksgiving. Grammar who?