santa convention

today in the city there were at least two hundred men (and some women)dressed as santa clause in lincoln center. some formed conga lines, headed by a great big dancing bear, while others attempted to stand on the columns outside the ballet and take pictures of the hundreds of red and white caps. a sea of santas looks like a sea of...confusion? why were they there? some british lady yelled, "FATHER CHRISTMAS!" and pointed for her son to see. someone in passing said it was probably a santa convention, whileanother said that they were there for a huge get-together on an epic scale before they went off around the city. to do what? spread christmas cheer? i hope so.

all of a sudden, the sea of santa parted and a girl dressed in boots, white tights, and a blue tunic emerged from the crowd. on her head was a soft, felt menorah of sorts, and around her waist was a belt of plush dreidels. she was carrying bells in her hands, and gingerly walking toward the met, when she stopped, faced the crowd of on-lookers, and yelled, with lots of hutzpah,

"HAPPY HANUKKAH!!"

We all clapped and yelled for her. She turned around and shimmied back into the crowd of Santas, who were now chanting and jumping and acting generally very merry.

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I am so Christmasy. It's true. Next school week, yeah, it's going to be crappy, i can't deny. But I am so excited for Christmas Eve. Christmas Eve is greater than Christmas Day. Christmas is just kind of like, Oh wow...While Christmas Eve is like wOoWwWWw!!!zzzz!

I remember the period of time when school was so easy that I would bring a book with me, and read at least forty pages during class. And I'd still get good grades. Now I can't do that. But this week I certainly can. CHRISTMASSS!