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christmas at school
As Bob walks into the school ready for beginning of this week, he notices something different. There are Christmas decorations everywhere. There’s a Christmas tree in the middle of the hallway. The walls are painted red, green, and white. “What is going on here?” asked Bob to his friend Bobby. Bobby said, “The school is celebrating Christmas this year, didn’t you already know that?” Bob had a puzzled face. “No, I didn’t know that. I’m always late on stuff like that," said Bob. Suddenly bob felt like a fish out of water. He was Jewish and the school was celebrating Christmas. There were no decorations for Hanukah. He didn’t see any dreidels. And he didn’t see anyone eating spicy foods. “This is unfair! The school is acting like Christian is the only religion at this school!” thought Bob. Bob was right; Christian wasn’t just the only religion at his school. 3% of his school was Muslim, 2% Hindus, 4% Buddhists, and about 8 % of the school was Jewish. Bob told how he felt to his friend Bobby. “Well instead of complaining about things like always do, why don’t you just go to the principal and talk about it?” suggested Bobby. Bob started to grin. “That’s a great idea Bobby!” said Bob. And Bob immediately started to walk to the principal office. “By the way I don't celebrate Christmas either,” thought Bobby. When Bob got to the principal office, he told her all about his problem. “Well there’s not much I can do to tell you the truth,” said the principal, “the majority of this school celebrates Christmas. It would be wasting money just to buy some Hanukah decorations because most people won’t be appreciating it.” Bob’s body went numb. “It’s not fair! Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal!” responded Bob. “I know kiddo but it’s just something I can do,” said the principal. “I have a dream that one day…..the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit together at the table of brotherhood.” recited Bob. “Okay I get it but our school can’t afford to spend that kind of money. Our seventh graders just took that field trip to Chicago, which was a lot,” replied the principal. Bob said, “Before God we are all equally wise and…foolish. Also all this talk about equality, the only thing people really have in common is that they are all going to die. If liberty and equality, as is thought by some, are chiefly to be found in democracy, they will be best attained when all persons alike share in government to the utmost. I believe in equality for everyone… These men ask for just the same thing, fairness, and fairness only…. I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character. Women who seek to be equal with men lack ambition. To call woman the weaker sex is a libel; it is man's injustice to woman….If by strength is meant moral power, and then woman is…man's superior… has she not greater courage? Without her, man could not be… Who can make a more effective appeal to the heart than woman?” said Bob. “If you recite another quote I will be calling your parents!” said the principal in a stern tone. “Fine! I’ll just go let you be unfair to the people of this school,” said Bob as he left the principal’s office. She rolled her eyes. But in the inside she really did feel sorry for him. At home Bob was lying face down on his bed. “I don’t know what I’m going to do Bobby.” Bob said to Bobby talking to him on the phone. “I hope the answer comes to you soon!” said Bob. Right now Bob’s motivation was for his school to celebrate not just Christmas, but Judaism and Hinduism. The Bob suddenly had an idea! The issue was the school couldn’t afford to celebrate the other holidays but what if he donated so of his Hanukah decorations to the school. He could also buy some other decorations things for the other holidays. But he had to hurray Hanukah was about to start in a couple weeks. So at that moment Bob went to work. The Next Monday Bob walked into school carrying a big box of decorations for 3 different holidays. Then he walked into the principal’s office and put the box on her desk. “Whoa! What are these for?” asked the principal. Bob grinned. “There decorations for Judaism and Hinduism,” said Bob, with his head lifted up high. “I bought them over the weekend. I want to donate them to the school.” The principal looked at Bob. “Now that’s what I’m talking about!” she said. So while the kids were in class she took the decorations Bob had donated and hung them all over the school. When kids who were Hinduism and Jewish said them, it made them feel proud and not left out at all. Bob was very proud of what he done. All around the school there were Christmas trees, stockings, Silver Menorahs, dreidels, and statues of Ganapati. Some students were handing gifts to teachers and other students. In social studies they were teaching kids what people do on different holidays. The school even let the kids home a half an hour early to be with their families. In sports teams, they cut practice short so the kids come be with their families. So did after school clubs. “Wow the school celebrating the holidays was the best thing that could have happened!” thought Bob as he was eating dinner with his family.

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