A Reason To Believe
With the Santa Mantra continuing full-force in our house, I’ve encountered a number of people who find it surprising that the Big-Eyed Boy still believes in Santa Claus. He’s six. Of course he does! He also believes in the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny, and Mommy’s ability to heal just about anything with a kiss and a cookie.
So I’d be furious, to say the least, if my son attended a school where some teacher informed him that Santa does not exist. But that’s precisely what happened in Britain:
Last week a primary school teacher was sacked for telling her young class that Santa does not exist.
The supply teacher apparently decided the pupils - some as young as nine - were too old to believe in Father Christmas.
The teacher, who has not been named, is believed to have told the class at Boldmere Junior School, in Sutton Coldfield, West Midlands: “All of you are old enough to know there is no Father Christmas or fairies.
If you ask your parents to tell you they will say there is no such thing.”
I, personally, agree with Techievampire’s approach.
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My youngest Grandson (age
had his “other” Grandmother tell him this year that there isn’t a Santa. I was sooooo mad. I just told him that adults don’t know everything. I told him there truely is magic in the world if you believe and look hard enough.
I’d be furious. My husband’s parents were a bit surprised to find out that The Big-Eyed Boy still believes in Santa. But we reminded him that he’s 6, and he’s homeschooled… so chances are he’ll be in his late 30s before he stops believing. ;P
When Expat Daughter was young we were going to the “Fellowship” services here in China. Well they said that if she believed in Santa she was worshiping Satan.Because get this… Santa and Satan had the same letters in their names.. I had to set her straight on some things and shorlty after that another incident happened with my son who was about a 18 months old and a noisy toy they provided at the back of the room during the “Fellowship” service. A not very nice man came to me and said that I should not bring my son to the Fellowship. I told him that Jesus loved the little children and that I would not be back to the “Fellowship”…. What a bunch of Whackos! Instead I taught my children at home. When we were assigned back to the states and found a church near our home. The Pastor was amazed at how much knowledge my daughter had of the Bible and of the Lutheran church.(yes I am Lutheran and I also converted my husband he was raised Catholic) She was confirmed. She did tell me later … That when she was going to the “Fellowship” service in China, She had lost her faith. She regained it though…
FYI … they call it fellowship here because you cannot call it church. Also you had to hold a passport from a foreign country to attend the service. It appears this is still true as I have heard from my friends who attend now… I refuse to go however, as I will not make the same mistake twice.
BTW… Expat Daughter was 12 when she finally said that she knew who Santa really was and could she help play Santa for her little brother.
Expat Son still believes despite what one of his friends says.
Ni Hao, Tai-Tai!
Actually, I do believe the whole thing about the Santa=Satan thing. When I was growing up, my mother’s church was filled with similar whackos. It turned me off, too, which is why now that I’m nearly 40 I’m just now rediscovering my own faith. What a wonderful gift you gave your children, teaching them the Bible at home!
Sad, though, about our peers in China. One would think that eventually governments could figure out that for every decision, like banning church, people will figure out a way around them… like “Fellowships.”
I can’t remember how old I was when I figured out who was playing Santa in our house, but I remember finally understanding why all of my Christmas presents seemed like things my mother wanted me to have, not things I’d have liked to play with.
P.S. As far as Expat Son goes, the older I get, the more I start believing in Santa again.
Testing…
Test.
……
Bah. I am a grown man (at least according to my driver’s license) and still believe in Santa Claus. Granted, it is more the “Yes, Virginia” variety, but NORAD has to track something every year…