I don’t believe that you’ll visit me to give me toys. Our house doesn’t have a chimney nor can our roof tolerate the weight of your reindeers. I also can’t write you. We don’t have socks without any hole to put my letter in there.
Actually, a lot of us are homeless now and might be living in tents where blankets are more important than toys.
Can you cross the closed or under siege borders?!
Can your reindeers really fly?! F-16s and Sukhois are the only things that are flying in our sky!
I’m sorry, Santa. Real Saints are those who fight evil so we (children) live in peace.
(translated with modifications)