November is a time for thanksgiving - a time for reflection and for being thankful. Dear readers, let me narrate an incident that the family still remembers with laughter. Every year, the family celebrated Thanksgiving with a big outdoor lunch. The tables were set out in the yard under the bright afternoon sky. The main dishes stayed inside, warm and ready, while everyone served themselves outside. It had become their family ritual - full of sunshine, chatter, and good food. This year, the highlight of the meal was supposed to be Mother’s mashed potatoes — soft, creamy, and perfectly smooth. Just before lunch, she took a small taste and frowned slightly. “Oh dear,” she said, “it needs a little salt.” She turned to her friends, Aunty Jamina and Aunty Stacy , who were helping in the kitchen. “Can one of you please add a pinch of salt to the potatoes while I set the table?” They both nodded cheerfully. Then, just to be safe, Mother called out to the children. “If you...