OK, here's goes.
When the Pilgrims came here to America to escape religious persecution they established a small colony in what is now the New England part of our country. They knew little of the ways of living and were struggling just to survive. The Native Americans that lived where they did saw how they were not getting on very well. This is a harvest time of year but the Pilgrims had little. The Native Americans came to them with food and shared what they had. It was a great feast, a time of 'Thanksgiving'. A time to remember others in need as well as yourself.
Although the ways of it have changed over time, if you're lucky you try to remember how lucky you are to have what you do. If I remember my history, and it's been a long long time, I think that's the gist of it.
Even in bad times I've always tried to take some time on this day to give Thanks for all that I do have. Just being alive, having my wife with me and my dogs as well. Being in a warm house with food on the table. It's truly the simple things in life that can bring the most joy. I and I'm sure we all spend so much time dealing with our 'troubles' that it's hard to think that there is anything good or worth going on for. Truth is, there is.
Sorry I can't do the one word and short syllable thing. And if I got a bit sappy, again, sorry. Hope what ever day you celebrate, either here or there it's a good one.
JarHed