A childhood belief about father christmas

My grandfather used to be a mall santa in Brasil, and quite famous actually in the town he was from. So each year around December in his town, it would be a whole deal when Christmastime began, bc they would transport my grandfather by helicopter to the mall where many fans awaited his arrival before he took his place in the mall. There were often newspaper clippings and such about him as well. His birthday was properly December 25th as well. (or at least I still believe that? i should check with mom again!)

Either way, I believed for many years that my grandfather was the one and only real Santa, and that he travelled the world over by the helicopter, and had keys to everyone's houses, including ours. All those other mall santas and such were just helpers and that the whole reindeer bit was just bc it sounded cool but everyone knows reindeer can't fly.
I also used to kindly explain to everyone at school that Santa was actually my grandfather and the whole deal.

Anyhow... upon discovering all my presents in my parents room unwrapped before christmas as a kid, i asked my mom for the hard truth, especially hearing kids at school begin to say santa doesn't exist. and i found out and i cried and cried.

Oh well... If I can't be related to Santa, at least I was related to someone people thought of as Santa. and that's pretty cool :)