Christmas brings back many memories. Most recently I've been thinking about my years at St. Sylvester School in Brooklyn and our Christmas celebration.
There was always a play, followed by the Nativity scenes. When everything was over, each student would process with his class to the back of the auditorium where our Pastor, Father Smith, would sit and give each child a box of hard candy. The box was the size of a box of Animal Crackers and the candy was varied. There were some peppermint sticks and some filled with either peanut butter or fruit flavored gel.
It's funny what you remember from childhood. Father Smith was reassigned when I was in 4th or 5th grade, and I don't remember who gave us our candy after that, although I do know we got it.