Santa Claus

I’m not sure if I’ve ever mentioned this here, but I’ve never believed in Santa Claus.

Stop freaking out first. Stop typing that comment telling me I didn’t have a childhood (I get enough of that already when I tell people I hated The Teletubbies as a kid). Stop it and let me explain.

My parents just didn’t want to lie to me. That’s essentially what Santa Claus is anyway – a lie.

For me, it isn’t even a good lie. Saying that Santa will give you presents if you’re good, and give you coal if you’re bad gives the wrong message. So I’m going to be good just because I know I’m going to get something from it? Aren’t you supposed to be good because you know it’s the right thing to do?

I guess it would be considered a white lie by most though. Santa did make a lot of kids pretty happy, though I’d like to think that my brother and I were perfectly happy without him.

Anyway, it’s not like my parents just point blank told me, “Santa Claus is just a big fat lie!” They didn’t actually tell us anything about Santa, about whether or not he even existed. They just didn’t encourage it and waited for us to figure it out for ourselves, which we eventually did anyway. We still got presents anyway; they were just from our parents, and they never told us to be good to get them; they just gave them. No need for any sort of sugar-coated blackmail.


I’m sorry for disappearing for a while there. I had projects, exams, singing engagements – a lot of good, a lot of bad, a lot of just okay. In short, a lot of life – a lot more than I’m used to having.

I’ve also been getting high on nostalgia a lot lately, playing all the PS2 games I used to play, hoping my PS2 doesn’t just give in and die on me while I play – which is completely possible (though I hate the thought of it), considering it’s about 6 years old already. It’s all I’ve been doing lately. It’s a miracle I managed to type this post at all.

Anyway, hopefully, I’ll be posting again soon (if I can manage to tear myself away from Final Fantasy long enough to write another blog).

Merry Christmas!


Comments

Stephanie

Hrm… doesn’t sound like a bad idea. In a psychology class, we looked at how people develop and change their ideas and morals. The theory seems to say that at a young age, you need an “economic” incentive to change your own behavior. As you get older (I don’t know how old), this need naturally disappears. Perhaps that is why Santa Claus was invented.

For me, I did figure out that Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny were lies, but they were fun lies, and I enjoyed them. I guess that they probably don’t affect how your kids behave very much. Christmas if fun either way.

Leeza

Ha, that’s EXACTLY how it was for me growing up. I was taught about Santa in school, though I don’t think I ever really brought him up in subjects at home. If I did I don’t remember and he never played a role in my life. In fact, when Christmas time rolled around my mom would just say, “Time to go shop for your presents.” and that was that. It didn’t disappoint me because I wasn’t taught to BE disappointed. Many people think that it robs kids of their imagination, but I use mine everyday in my job. Win/win.

anne

Welcome back!

Now that I think about it, I was never raised to believe in Santa, either. My parents never pretended that presents I received were from him. They would just tell me it was from them. So, from a young age, I’ve always known that Santa wasn’t real. I don’t think that took anything away from the magic of Christmas, though, so I definitely don’t feel like I missed out on my childhood either.

I played my PS2 a few weeks ago and didn’t think about the wired controllers as I tried to walk with my controller to check something on the computer only to be tugged back. Hahaha. We had quite a laugh about it. I was just so used to the wireless controller on the PS3.

monniibee

My parents told me that Santa Clus was just a myth when I was younger, so I never thought that he existed. But then when I entered grade school I started telling the other children and the parents weren’t too happy about that. So when my brother was born, they decided to tell him that santa was real. But my brother figured out that that was a lie by age five lol.

either way, i don’t think telling kids that telling kids santa docent exist is a bad thing nor does it take away their childhood =]

My brother and I had arguments with a few kids over the Santa thing, so I think we upset a few parents too. :))

Kelsey

I know somebody at my church who did the same thing with their son. You are completely right, Santa is a big fat lie to children and that is exactly why his parents didn’t want to “lie”. Unlike, pretty much all your commenters. I grew up believing in Santa and whenever I believed that he was real or I found presents that were under my parents bed and they said “Santa” there was always an excuse and gullible me always believed it. I think by the time I finally realized he wasn’t real, it wasn’t a bad thing. I wasn’t upset or anything. Nothing really happened afterwards. *shrugs* Oh, and coming from a religios family, Christmas was MORE than presents. We also received One gift from each of the 3 wise man. To my family, Christmas is a religious holiday and treated like one.

I think I will continue the Santa tradition for my kids.

Jess

My Mom never went into the whole good girl, bad girl thing when it came to Christmas…we knew that we were going to get whatever she could afford that year. I know that if I ever have believed in Santa however and if I ever have kids, I will be more inclined to tell them the true meaning of Christmas and the truth about St. Nicholas. I will also teach them that it is better to give than receive…although I’m not sure that this will be an easy task considering how early holidays get jammed down your throat by stores. :(

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Dorine

Even if I wanted to believe in Santa Claus, I couldn’t.

One point was that I lived in an apartment, which has no chimney, so Santa couldn’t “leave presents for me”. The other was the fact that my parents didn’t go too far: they told me the Santa Claus story but never convinced me that he was real.

And the third? Even if my parents convinced me that he was real, my brothers would spoil everything. Personally, though, not knowing of Santa’s “realness” is a good thing. I personally wouldn’t want to be deceived for over five years.

Merry Christmas to you, too!

Georgina

I used to play on the PS2 a lot. Then I found the internet. Nah, I’m kidding. But I did play Dynasty Warriors a LOT. I also played GTA and I remember how much I miss that game. It was really fun. I got pretty addicted. :P

My parents introduced Santa Claus to me but even when I was nine years old I had an inkling that he just did not exist. I know there are other things like the tooth fairy, but after some time I realised they didn’t exist either. I knew that it was my parents though they never openly told me. My brother took longer to get it though, and it was one of his friends who told him that Santa did not exist. He was pretty bruised! I mean, any kid would be pretty heartbroken to find that their parents were just pretending to be this guy in red. If I ever have kids I will do just what your parents did. :) Your parents are smart.

Also, about the tooth fairy thing and the Santa thing… with the tooth fairy, I lost a tooth without my mum knowing and there was no tooth fairy the next day. With Santa, I just knew Santa’s writing was exactly like my mum’s.

I hope you had a good Christmas and end of year! :) <3

Nugget

I was wondering where you’ve been, but I’m glad to know that you’ve been busy with life.

I never believed in Santa Claus, either. I was always skeptic about him and the Tooth Fairy. I found it odd that an old man would go out of his way to break into everyone’s house in the course of one night.

I think I liked the Teletubbies when I was little. I don’t know. I know that I had dolls/big plushies of them. Now that I think about it, Teletubbies is a bit creepy.


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