From my daughter’s very first Christmas, we have always told our children the truth about Santa Claus. This personal decision was based upon my own experiences and reaction to finding out the reality of this icon’s existence, which also symbolized the end of my idyllic childhood. My neighbor has warned me to be prepared for my daughter to tell me I have ruined her childhood by not making her believe in Santa, as her daughter did when she reached adulthood, and there are times we are confronted with this reality in our culture.
We live in a very small county with one weekly newspaper. It is tradition for the newspaper to print primary children’s letters to Santa. When this time of year comes around, I know what is going to happen at school with the Santa letters, and I have to prep my daughter not to tell other children what she knows about Jolly Saint Nick. I’ve debated opting her out of this assignment to write a letter asking for material possessions to be published in the paper, but this year, she surprised me. Here is the text of her letter:
First of all I have some things I want, so may I please have a Chincoteague pony. Then I would like a Japanese marbling kit. For my brother, I would like a ride-on backhoe trailer. For the planet, I would like people to drive cars that run off something that is not gasoline.
I wonder how many other children will be asking Santa for gas-free cars…Perhaps we have a future Gas 2.O writer in our home.