Today one of my Islamic students gave Jewish me a Christmas present.
There are not many countries on earth where that could happen and I am very, very happy to be living in one of them.
There are those who look around them, see people who speak different languages, have different religions, wear different kinds of clothes or who possess different skin tones and retreat into enclaves of people like themselves.
I have never understood that way of life.
I grew up and work in diverse neighborhoods of what may be the most diverse city in the world.
I look around me at students and colleagues from more than two-dozen countries, who come in a rainbow of skin tones and who speak a babble of different languages that contribute to and color their English.
I want to set off fireworks in celebration.
It is common at this time of year to wish for peace on earth and good will to all.
I saw a demonstration of those ideals today.