A Letter to Santa

To:  Santa Claus, aka St. Nicholas, Father Christmas, and the Big Man in the Red Suit and the Long White Beard
The North Pole
Top of the World, Brrrrr

Dear Santa,

I hope you are well and also Mrs. Claus and all the elves and reindeers.  I am fine.  I have been a pretty good kid this past year, except maybe for the time that I cut school in the afternoon and snuck off to Ebbets Field to see the Dodgers play the Giants.  I really had to.  It was crucial!  My father had to come up to see the principal and I was severely punished.  I couldn’t hardly sit down for a week.  Pop explained to me that if I didn’t get a good education, I would be lucky to get a job as a hash slinger in a New Jersey diner.

Anyway, here are my Christmas wishes.  First of all, maybe you can get  rid of war.  Mom says, “As far as she knows, there has always been a war someplace since history began”.  She also says, “War is very bad, especially for children”.  Pop says, “The solution might be to put all the tyrants, demagogues and bullies back into the caves where they belong”.  What’s a demagogue?

My second wish is that all human beings would judge all people not by the color of their skin or by their religion or where they came from, but by their accomplishments.

My third wish is an easy one.  I sure could use a new catcher’s mitt.

I hope that you and Mrs. Claus and all the elves have a very merry Christmas and a happy and healthy New Year.

Yours very truly,
Donnie Eckstein, age 12
Brooklyn, New York

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