With whom to sympathize and with whom not? (1)

„Hello mum! Hi Papa! I’m here,“ Katharina let her voice ring through the house after she had pushed open the door to her parents‘ house with a bang. As on every Sunday, she was invited to lunch on this one and was happy to accept this invitation, because then she didn’t have to cook herself. After all, what’s the point of having a mother if you don’t let her cook for you, even when you’re thirty.
„Hello dear!“ her mother returned the greeting. The voice had come from the kitchen, so Katharina went there. Her mother turned to her briefly, hugged her, then immediately turned back to the pots. Her father, who was sitting on the corner seat and had been leafing listlessly through the newspaper, now looked up at her.

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What I dream of at Christmas

I sit by the window and look out into the dark night. Candlelight illuminates the room and the scents of Christmas fill it. Everything is calm, peaceful and solemn. As it should be, on Christmas Eve. The whole world seems alright because it’s the part that I can see. More is not accessible. There doesn’t seem to be more. But I know better People are still sleeping in tents, in refugee camps, because nobody wants them and they don’t know where they belong, children are being exploited and animals are being exploited. Especially animals. Lonely, abandoned, freezing, starving, imprisoned, abused. Whether humans or non-human animals, no exception is made. And although I know that so many forces are working to maintain this state, I dare to dream.

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The Christmas Miracle

Maria looked at the clock and was startled. „So late,“ she thought as she packed up the things she needed to visit her parents. It wasn’t a lot because she didn’t give normal gifts, as the saying goes, but homemade gifts. She liked the individuality and, above all, to think about what you could convert things into that you no longer needed yourself. She was convinced that she had made particularly beautiful pieces this year. Nevertheless, it was no coincidence that she delayed the moment of departure, actually until the last minute. Now she couldn’t wait any longer to go to her parents‘ house to celebrate Christmas with them.

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