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Christmas had been the one family tradition everyone enjoyed. That changed when one of the girls was taught something new.
She passed the information on to anyone who would listen and she stopped celebrating Christmas all together.
She had gotten this new information from her pastor. Now the information was not really new, it was just new to her.
She trusted her pastor and acted on his counsel to give up the long held tradition. Her older sister was not so trusting. She decided to research it herself.
A trip to the library revealed the truth. The tradition of celebrating Christmas did not start with Jesus and the disciples. The early church did not celebrate the birth of Christ. They definitely did not celebrate December 25th.
The books at the library spelled out the origins of Christmas and put them at around 300 A.D.
A second member of the family began to move away from the traditional holiday celebration. She did not give up the whole thing at first. Initially, she just swapped the tree for a manger.
It opened her eyes to what the birth of Christ was really like. For the first time in her life, she realized the manger was not a cradle-like bed like the one in her mother's nativity scene. Now she knew the newborn king had been laid in a roughly hewed trough built to hold feed for the animals.
She shared the changes she had made with family and friends as well as the men at the factory where she worked.
They were surprised about her giving up the Christmas tree but they were even more surprised to find out she had given up the idea of Santa Claus many years before. The men were appalled.
She pressed on that way for a couple years. Her new traditions stimulated lots of conversations. She never told anyone to give up their holiday traditions, she just shared about the path she was on.
Then, because of Cabbage Patch dolls, that path changed even more.
Cabbage Patch dolls came out and were all the rage. Everyone wanted to get one for their little girl for Christmas that year. Too many people wanted them. Demand exceeded supply.
Even before Thanksgiving, lines formed outside stores waiting for the doors to open. One sad day, the doors opened, the mob rushed in, an eleven year old girl fell. The mob did not stop. The girl was trampled to death.
There was no Christmas for that girl and her family that year.
That was the sentinel event for Christmas for ruwth as well. Every vestige of the tradition was abandoned.
Written for "No Dialogue Contest"
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