Characters: Girl (holding a strand of Christmas lights, an ornament, wearing a Santa hat, and juggling

gift bags or wrapped packages, one of which is holding a blank greeting card)

Boy (or second younger girl), holding a Bible

Prop person (holding a sign that says “BUS STOP”)

Scene: A Girl and a Boy are waiting together at a Bus Stop. The Girl has all of the appearances of a Shop-o-holic. The Boy is just looking at her with a confused expression as she begins to shift all her bags and things around to fill out a greeting card.

Girl (muttering to herself as she fills out the card): Dear Mom, Merry Krissmiss, K-R-I-S-S-M-I-S-S.

Boy: Excuse me, I couldn’t help overhearing. Christmas is spelled C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S. With a “C”, not a “K”. As in “CHRIST”, you know?

Girl: What? What’s a Christ?

Boy: Well…Jesus, the reason we celebrate Christmas. He was called “Jesus Christ.”

Girl: That’s not how you spell “Christmas”. It doesn’t even sound right! If you’re right, then we should all be calling it “CHRIST-mas” instead of Krissmiss. That would just sound dumb! (sarcastically) “Merry CHRIST-mas! Ho, ho, ho!”

Boy: It is spelled with a “C”, I promise.

Girl: Why would we name the greatest shopping excuse of the whole year after someone named Christ? What does He have to do with lights and gifts and Santa Claus?

Boy: Not much anymore, unfortunately. But when people first celebrated Christmas, Jesus was the whole reason for the season. He is the Light of the world, He is the greatest gift we’ve ever been given, and even old Saint Nicholas was a saint because He loved Jesus and lived to serve Him. Everything’s changed now. See, you didn’t even know Christmas is named after Christ, let alone why He’s important. A lot of people don’t know.

Girl: I don’t really care for all that religious stuff anyway. (Holding up packages with a flourish) Give me a sale at Macy’s any day! Let me eat a ton of turkey, drink gallons of eggnog, shop till I drop, and really enjoy my vacation. You can keep your history lessons, thank you very much. (Turns away to ignore the boy)