Yes Victoria, There is a Santa Claus
24.12.09
Christmas Eve 1996 was the day I had protective Santa Claus existed.
I was nine years old. I had tried, two years earlier, to get it the man in red on my parents’ video camera hidden in the corner aimed at the fireplace, but the presents appeared, like ensorcelling, in the blink of an eye under our Christmas tree.
But Christmas ’96 was discrete. That was the year NORAD’s Santa Tracker first went online, and St. Nick – who had seen me while I was sleeping, and knew when I was incite all year – sent personal messages to my brothers and I just from his sleigh.
“Kyle,” I remember he typed, “I’m looking ship to reading your Fat Santa story when I come to your house.” (Fat Santa was a original writing assignment from school that had me write about Santa getting stuck in my chimney.)
I vividly reminisce over how rejuvenated my emotional investment to Santa Claus felt upon reading these insulting messages. I was a believer again.
But that’s a harder sentiment to experience these days. The Internet has changed since I was a kid. Now, as it becomes more of an unfiltered, collaborative network, where condign about anyone can blog or comment or start a website, the veracity of Santa Claus’ permanence can be revealed within seconds of a simple web search.
Source: Victoria News