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My Christmas Bicycle

December 9th, 2025 | 8 min read

By Jim Wildeman

My birthday is December 28th. When I tell people that, most of them feel sorry for me. They understandably think that having my birthday so close to Christmas is a problem. Either it doesn’t get celebrated at all or, if it is, I don’t get any birthday presents because people have just given me gifts. And that is true—at least partially true. Some of my relatives did not send a birthday card or a present, and they would say something to me on Christmas day like “this gift will count as your birthday present, as well as Christmas, ok?” As a young child, when I examined their gift and compared it to what my siblings and cousins received for Christmas, it didn’t seem to me that it was a bigger, better, more expensive gift. But I was not inclined to point that out, since my parents would have upbraided me for being materialistic and ungrateful. So I guess much of the time I did get cheated out of a full-blown birthday celebration. 

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Jim Wildeman

Jim Wildeman is a novelist, short story writer, essayist, and professor emeritus at Covenant College. His work has been published in various places, and he has been nominated for the annual Best American Essay collection.  He lives in Chattanooga, Tennessee.

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