Oops wrong house
Although he was Jewish, my childhood friend, Bobby, received a pump-action toy rifle for Christmas that shot ping pong balls. I wasn’t in the least envious because as Jews my family didn’t believe in Christmas, and that was that. I didn’t think his family believed in Christmas either; gift giving and decorating a tree for the holidays is something, it seems, some non-religious Jewish families like to do. I was quite satisfied with the chocolate “gelt,” wrapped in gold foil, my mother would take from her purse every Hanukkah and give to us kids as a “little surprise.” Bobby’s ping pong balls, by the way, ended up knocking a ceramic figurine off of his family’s coffee table, and broke it into little pieces.
Oops wrong house
Although he was Jewish, my childhood friend, Bobby, received a pump-action toy rifle for Christmas that shot ping pong balls. I wasn’t in the least envious because as Jews my family didn’t believe in Christmas, and that was that. I didn’t think his family believed in Christmas either; gift giving and decorating a tree for the holidays is something, it seems, some non-religious Jewish families like to do. I was quite satisfied with the chocolate “gelt,” wrapped in gold foil, my mother would take from her purse every Hanukkah and give to us kids as a “little surprise.” Bobby’s ping pong balls, by the way, ended up knocking a ceramic figurine off of his family’s coffee table, and broke it into little pieces.