People were so nice at school, they tried to help me work around the rules so I could participate: one teacher got me a special Christmas card that was super religious and she said she got me that one because she thought I would be able to accept it because it was so Jesus-y. Then the same year a friend got me a card with just santa claus, a funny one, and she said she bought it special for me because she thought maybe I could keep it since it WASN'T Jesus-y.
Course, I returned both cards.
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But the first Christmas I had I was 22 years old, and my boyfriend at the time bought me like loads of gifts, almost all little kid gifts (example box of 64-count Crayola crayons, cartoon-themed slippers, teddy bears, etc), to "make up for the years of christmas" that I'd lost. Though I hated lots of things about that guy, that was one really thoughtful thing.