Christmas For Guilty Jewish Girls
Rebellion via glitter and mall music.
My first Christmas tree was 2 1/2 feet tall. A puny, comical morsel of seasonal decor assembled with shame and fear that I’d be visited by three ghosts of Hanukkahs past. The cat could knock it over with her tail.
I was raised Jewish, quite Jewish, really. Conservative, sleepaway camp, Bat Mitzvah, read/write/speak Hebrew kind of Jewish. My…