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When my oldest sister found out that Santa wasn't real, she was so mad at our mom for lying to us that she told me and our other sister. I was 4 years old. After that, Santa never visited us.... but had his friend, the no-name monster, come instead. The no-name monster was called this because he never signed the gift tag. To this day, and I am onw 22, there are presents under the tree from the no-name monster.
because of santa clause being able to deliver to so many houses a night around the world, I thought he must be god. then I thought I was a genius because I figured I was the only person who had ever considered it.
until I learned at 9 that santa was fake
I believed that Reindeer loved popcorn, and so I would cook a bag and scatter it on the porch.
I used to think santa clause lived and worked street lights because he needed something to do when it wasn't christmas
i used to belive in santa claus every boxing day i would write a letter to thank him. but i head my parents saying they would tell me santa is not real
when i was younger my house didn't have a chimney so my parents told me that santa had a magic key!what i didnt understand was how santa could park all of his reindeer in my tiny front garden!i believed this until i saw my dad creep in my room n leave my presents!
Around Christmas time, I told my best friend that my grandpa sometimes dresses up like Santa Clause (which he did). She convinced me that i was turning into a christmas elf, and I had to go and live up at the North Pole and would never see my family again. Then pointing to my ears, she gasped and said they were already pointy.
One Christmas Eve when I was about 7, my mom snuck into my bedroom and gently woke me up to tell me to look out of my window. There in the sky was Father Christmas on his sleigh,which was all lit up and complete with reindeer and elves ringing bells. He was waving and shouting Ho! Ho! Ho!
After he passed I tucked back into bed and fell fast asleep. As the years went by, and people explained that Father Christmas did actually exist, I was very confused as my experience had definitely not been a dream but I had seen him with my own eyes.
At about 22 and extrememly frustrated with not knowing the logic behind my experience, I ventured to ask my mom if she remembered such an event and if it had really happened.
Indeed my memory had been real, she told me. Then she explained what my childs eyes had not understood. Father Christmas, the elves and reindeer were all on top of a big truck that was driving down the street of the houses that backed onto ours! I hadnt seen the vehicle because I was so mesmorised by the sight of Father Christmas himself! True magic!
I used to believe that Santa lived at the dump because I saw an old Santa chair there once. After that, I would beg my dad to take me to the dump so that I might glimpse Santa.
As a child, around christmas time, my parents and older siblings had what they called "elf eyes". This gave them the power to see Santa's elfs that were stationed around the house to make sure we were acting properly. They would even go as far as to discuss the clothing the elves were wearing. Once I learned the truth about Santa, I got my "elf eyes" and was allowed to make up all the stuff I wanted to taunt my younger sister with. I can't wait to start this tradition with my kids.
i used to believe that reindeer were made up creatures and that they obviously didnt exist. but of course, santa and his flying sleigh did!
When my daughter was little we told her that Santa wouldn't bring toys to naughty kids, instead he would bring coal and "switches". Years later my daughter told me that she thought ti was kind of weird that Santa brought bad kids "light switches".
When I was a child Santa Claus was the most wonderful man in the world. As we eight children began to grow up my parents tried everything possible to keep us younger ones believing in him! I went as a first year to a Grammer school still believing and insisted to the other girls that I could prove his existance by bringing in the family 'autograph' book where he had signed his signature the previous christmas!
Everyone remembers going to the mall and sitting on Santa's lap to take a picture at Christmas time right?
Well I used to think that if I did that Santa would get mad because he had to go all around the world and let every kid around the world have a chance to take a picture and of course his lap would hurt and he would be so tired. I thought he would keep a copy of the picture and that's how he decided who would be on his naughty list.
Let's just say my mom couldn't get me onto Santa's lap until she made him promise I wouldn't end up on his naughty list.
I used to believe that santa had a spare key to our house because we had no chimney.
I thought Santa and St Nicholas were diffrent people. That St Nicholas was one of Santa's Reindeer. His best Reindeer.
I used to believe Santa Claus lived in the clouds, as opposed to at the North Pole. I may have been mixing him up with simplified depictions of God.
When I was about 7 I figured out Santa couldnt of possibly delivered all those presents by sleigh, and decided that instead, he would send out fleets of big trucks that would sneak in and plant the presents in the houses really early in the morning.
My parents told me that ever New Years Eve at exactly midnight, old Father Time would leave from his home within the walls and then Baby Time would move in to take his place. As Old Father Time left, he would always refill our Christmas stockings with small toys and candy!
I used to believe that if I checked out books from the library and never returned them, the librarian will get really mad at me and take my library card away from me so I can never check out books again.