Today, I was reading a story with my 8th graders. We came across the word pilgrim, and one student asked what a pilgrim was. Another girl piped up: "Isn't that a person with a turkey on his head?" I couldn't contain my laughter. I explained how she was thinking of the pilgrims who were in North America during the first Thanksgiving and how she probably learned about them in 4th or 5th grade, but it was such a hysterical moment for me.