Someone told me yesterday that it’s Christmas soon and we should celebrate. He asked me if Santa was bringing me anything for Christmas. He told me that where he comes from Christmas is a time where everybody buys presents and gives it to their family and friends.

He described Santa to me. He said Santa was a fat jolly man who wears red and white and flies around the world in a sleigh giving presents to all the kids who have been good. He said that where he comes from, at Christmas time everyone eats heaps and they have lots of Christmas parties. He said that sometimes people eat so much that they need to sleep in the afternoon before getting into more food at night time and sometimes they have soooo much food that they throw it away or eat it the next day. He said that sometimes they have ham so big that it lasts for days and they sometimes get sick of eating it.

He was a funny man with a big smile on his face. It made me feel good. I asked how much money is used in his country at Christmas time and he said that some people guess about 450 Billion American dollars. That’s massive! I said that I had heard a big number once. He asked what. I said that once a person told me it would take 10 Billion American dollars to give everyone clean water to drink. I said I would like that.

My friend drank some water that his mum hadn’t boiled last year and he got really sick and died. His poos went really runny and wouldn’t stop. He got really thirsty and after a while he couldn’t play or anything. Then he died. His mum cried really loud.

I didn’t tell the nice man about my friend.

I asked how people got so much money to buy stuff. He said that sometimes they have to use money they will make in the future to pay for it. he called it credit. I didn’t understand that, but I didn’t tell him coz I wanted to look smart.

He looked at me and said it was the season to be jolly. I asked him what jolly was. He said it was being happy and laughing lots. He said it was enjoying Christmas.

I don’t know about that. My mum isn’t very happy. My sister died just on Monday. Mum said it was a thing called Cholera. But I didn’t tell the nice man about my sister. My sister was kind to me. My sister used to walk me to school. I haven’t been to school in ages.

He said I would like Santa. I don’t know about that. Santa sounds like he eats too much. Yesterday my mum mixed cow poo in the water with our soup. She said she had to otherwise I would be very hungry and she said it would give me the stuff I needed in my body. She wasn’t going to tell me about it, but I saw her do it. She looked sad when I saw her do it, but when she saw me she smiled. She said it was a special mixture, but I knew what it was. I didn’t care though…. I was so hungry.

I didn’t tell the nice man about that.

He had to go so he said goodbye. I said goodbye too. He said he was going to have a good time at Christmas. I hope he does. He said merry Christmas. I asked him what merry was. He said it was to be happy and have fun. I don’t know about that. I hope he has a merry Christmas, but if Christmas is everything he described then it might be good where he is from, but for me that Christmas sucks.

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