"what the hell is this?" she asked, stomping into their room. she glared at the tiny christmas cactus, and walls decked with red and green fairy lights. her eyes turned to eve, sitting sheepishly in her santa hat on the bed, pretending as though there weren't christmas decorations decking the small dorm-room.
"it's christmas time! i'm just putting up some decorations."
"eve, you are jewish."
"just cause i don't celebrate christmas doesn't mean i can't get in the christmas spirit!"
"uh, yes, it does."
"come on, it's christmas time, marmie. how can you not be merry?"
"i'll tell you how," she said, stomping over to eve's bed and ripping the santa hat off her head. "it's because i'm jewish. and you are, too."
"so?"
"so cram it with the christmas spirit."
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christmas stories are fun. plus I'm Jewish, which makes this even more fun!
and I just couldn't help myself. sorry guys.
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Christmas and Eve
Short Story"it's christmas time! how can you not be merry?" "i'll tell you how," she said, ripping the santa hat off eve's head. "it's because i'm jewish. and you are, too. so cram it with the christmas spirit." in which a jewish girl finds it hard to celebrat...
