|"And please, Santa, could you send me my two front teeth this year for Christmas?...and a tiny tears doll that drinks and wets and cries real tears..."|
My early Christmas memories are very happy, as my parents always went overboard to make our celebrations special and memorable. Our family always went to church as far back as I can remember, so of course we learned early on about the true meaning of Christmas and the birth of the little Baby Jesus who would grow up to be our Savior. But we also enjoyed the traditional fun side of Christmas, writing our letters to Santa and listing the things we hoped he would bring us in his big pack of toys when he landed on our rooftop in his sleigh. After we each had hung our stockings on the fireplace mantel, we always left a nice plate full of cookies and a glass of milk, along with some carrots for the reindeer. I love the fact that Santa always wrote a note back, thanking us for the cookies. As a matter of fact, I happen to still have a copy of the last letter I wrote to Santa while still living at home with my parents. It was written when I was 18 years old and this is what it says,
"Dear Santa Claus,
Merry Christmas again!!! Gee~I don't know how to say this , but, you see, Santa, we have a mouse in the house. Therefore~ I do not think it would be wise for me to leave some cookies in the usual place, as he would be able to get them. (The usual place was on the hearth of the fireplace, so Santa wouldn't have to go too far to find them when he came down the chimney.) So, in order to keep the tradition going, you will find some cookies for you on the dining room table, and there is a glass of milk for you in the refrigerator. Give my love to the reindeer and Mrs. Santa Claus. I hope you have a very Merry Christmas, and the Happiest of all New Years!! See ya next Christmas!! Love Always, Pam"At the bottom of the page was written in Santa's familiar handwriting, "Over..." So I turned the page over, and what do I see? A letter written right back to me from Santa! This is what he said:
"Hi Pam - and all you believers!" By the looks of the "clean" cookie plate I think the "mouse in the house" managed to get up on the table via the table cloth. Well, on this great day we wouldn't begrudge one of God's little creatures a crumb from our table, would we? We can kill him later! (I think I heard him say, Ho! Ho! Ho! when he wrote that last phrase!) I'll nose around in refrigerator and maybe I can find something else. I'm glad you, Pam, are still interested in traditions. So many young people want to do away with old foolish ideas these days and live in a "Mod, Mod World" (which was a common slang back then in the late 60's), but you have to have faith in something, and after all, Santa Claus has been around here a good many years and hasn't let you down yet. He even wears a "beard". (Again, a reference to "style" of the late 60's...Santa was very hip with the times).
Well until another year, May you enjoy this one coming up and to all your Great Family, Especially your DAD, (he's the greatest!)....Cheerio, PipPip and AWAY!" Santa...
|"The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that|
St. Nicholaus soon would be there..."