The same old story, by Folt

 

When I learnt that Santa Claus didn’t exist, I was 7 years old.

It was at school (but I don’t remember the day…) and I didn’t cry. But almost!

I learnt it by children in the playground, I heard a lot of children (older than me) saying that Santa Claus didn’t exist.

At the begining, I thought they said that only to joke but, as one goes along, I finished by understand the truth about Santa Claus.

But, to be sure that he doesn’t really exist, I remember that I asked my parents after school and they admitted it to me.

But after, I don’t remember  my reaction… (if I was sad, happy or angry…)

 

 

 

 

« The day I learnt Santa Claus did not exist. », by K-Za

 

I was in CM1 the December month but I don't  remember the day, a boy of my class said that  Santa Claus did not exist, I was upset and angry and the evening I was determined to know the truth even though I was convinced that Santa Claus existed, why did my parents lie to me ?

I asked my mum, crying: “Is it  true Santa Claus doesn’t exist “?

And she answered: “Who said that? Of course, Santa Claus exists !”

Next tomorrow in school, I saw the boy and I told him he was wrong because my parents didn’t lie to me. He answered that presents  are in parent’s room.

The evening, before my parents come in the house, I sought in their room, the presents in wardrobe and under the bed, I was angry about my parents and sad that  Santa Claus doesn’t exist but too happy knowing the truth.

I told my parents that the presents were in their room, under the bed and in the wardrobe, and they began to laugh and they told me, that  Santa Claus don’t exist, its parents but do not say it to your sister, it's one secret between us.

 

K-Za

Another interesting view on the holiday season, by Blackman

Santa Claus for me

I do not celebrate Christmas because I’m not a Christian but I grew with many friends who are Christians.

What I enjoy in this tradition is the special édition of movies and cartoons which are  about Christmas like  101 Dalmatians or Mom I missed the plane.

                                             

 

                                 
This kind of movies reminds  me of my childhood and return me a feeling of nostalgia.

I wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

                                                                Blackman.

 

 

Spoiler alert, in this article by Somethingintheway

Santa Claus doesn’t exist !?!

I write this story reluctantly   because that obliges me  to look back on one of the saddestmemories of my childhood, the sad day where I learnt that  Santa  doesn’t  exist .

   I was 8 years old when my mother told me that , that was during a trip by car .
I was with my mother and my grand-mother , and my mother  said to me  the truth ,at this moment I don’t remember if I cried but I think I was a little sad  because I believed  that I wouldn’t have presents anymore .

  I’m sorry if ever people who read that still believe  in  Santa Claus but you have to know the truth even if it’s sad .

 

Another memory, by Sweet Lisa

 

 

I remember that day, the day my imagination walked away.

 I was about six, playing in the sandbox of my school when one of my brother’s friends came to me and asked “Do you believe in Santa Claus?”

Of course, I answered “yes”…

 He laughed at me and he left.

Then, another boy came and asked the same question but this time, I told him I didn’t believe in Father Christmas.

 He said “Oh, it’s not fun” and left.

I thought about this all day long.

So when I came back home I interrogated my mother to know if he existed, she asked me “you want the truth of children or the adults truth?”

I said I wanted the real truth so she confessed.

Two years later, in my class, we had to write the way we discovered Father Christmas doesn’t exist so I thought that it was just after this class that the boys showed up and interrogated me about this.

 

Santa Claus doesn’t exist.

Santa Claus actually is our parents, our family.

 But who is supposed to be Father Christmas?

 Isn’t he someone who brings presents to make us happy at least one day in the year?

Maybe we should keep on believing in him, because my best gift is with me every day, every night since I was born: my parents.

And who brought them on earth? God?  I don’t think so.

Actually, I don’t know but I’d rather be convinced about someone who can make the reindeers fly and give to everyone the happiness that they deserve.

SweetLisa.

And now, the first of our Seasonal articles!

The first one, about a childhood memory linked to Christmas time, is by Rider:

I remember when I learnt that Santa Claus did not exist. I was 6 years old . It was in december, 24th ,2002.

At night , I happened to see my mother with different presents , I asked her : "It's for me ?"

She was very strange and stressed. I didn't understand what happened , her answer was: " Yes.. No.. I have to speak with you!"
 

I saw that my mother wasn't fine.

I sat down, she looked at me and said :" Listen to me Laurianne , Santa Claus doesn't exist , it's me and your dad

that buy your presents , it  is not Santa Claus , I'm sorry but it's the truth.

I cried , I cried . I went in my bedroom , I didn't want to speak anymore . One hour later , I joined  my mother and I said to her :

 " I love you mam , it doesn't matter .. Did you give me my presents ?"

She laughed , and said to me :" I love you too my daughter !"

I saw that she was very relieved .

Rider.

Let it snow!

Today was a bit chaotic but don't we all like snow?

Have a nice week-end (what about a snow man contest? ;-))