Who is Thankful?

It was supper time at the Tentcon family home. Dong, dong, dong… The clock chimed six times, and with that the Tentcon children hurried to their places at the table. After Mr. Tentcon opened with prayer, Mrs. Tentcon began to pour hot oatmeal into everyone’s bowl. The steam rose from the food, and made a sharp contrast with the cold wind that was swirling just outside the walls of their house. “Warm oatmeal really hits the spot on these winter nights,” commented Mr. Tentcon. Everyone nodded...