Sean’s POV
Before we knew it, it was Thanksgiving week again. The semester was flying by and soon it would be time for midterms then Christmas break. We already got our first light snow of the season. It was barely sticking to the ground but I knew by Christmas we would have about a foot of snow everywhere.
We were getting ready to share our Thankful feast tradition with members that had no clue what the hell we Americans were talking about. Out of two hundred members, only twenty of us were American. Most of the members were Canadian, some were Spanish, Israeli, Romanian and we had found a few in Japan and Nigeria that came to live here and be a part of the pack. I felt like we were doing the work we needed too, but I’m sure we were overlooking some still.
To the foreign members
