In the little town of Bethlehem, Santa hops out of a red minivan, adjusts his round, gold-rimmed glasses and is briefed by his chauffeur, Mohammed Battah.
"Martin and Christina," the driver says, handing him two wrapped boxes.
"Martin!" Santa calls out, rapping his cane and ringing a golden bell as he ascends a stone staircase.
Four-year-old Martin cries at first, scared of the stranger with the white beard. Then, when he understands the man is Santa bringing his Christmas gift, he runs into his arms.