Christmas is a tradition for a majority of families across the United States. For my family it is a time for us to come together and appreciate the love of one another. Everyone gathered around a warm fire, drinking hot cocoa, singing Christmas carols, watching the Christmas lights glisten off the frosted ground, and opening presents at the break of dawn. So why do we bring a fictional character into this simply beautiful medley? Santa Clause shouldn’t be what families focus on during the Christmas season.
Honesty is the best policy. We've heard the saying all our life. So is telling our children, the ones who idolize us, about an imaginary person helping them to understand that you should always tell the truth? Instilling honesty at a young age has a better outcome of them being honest as they grow older. My last year believing in Santa clause was the hardest Christmas for me because I was so indecisive on what to believe. As I opened my present from Santa I was ecstatic to find that it was the stuffed dog from Toys R Us. I had asked my mom for this dog for months, so I ran to her and gave her a huge hug and happily said "thank you mom!" She unknowingly responded "you're welcome honey, I'm glad you like it" Then it hit me, I looked at her puzzled and she had caught that we forgot Santa had given me the present. She quickly said "I told Santa that's what you've been wanting" That feeling of being lied to came over me, but I felt wrong for thinking my mom could lie to me that easily. There was no way she would lie to her only child.
Every person whose childhood involved Santa Clause can recall the tragic memory of being told "Santa isn't real" That feeling of disappointment and hurt comes to us in a familiar flashback. For everyone the flashback comes differently, some felt betrayed and lied to, while others felt confused about the situation. For instance, my experience left me devastated. As I sat on top of the counter as my mother cooked