Do you remember when you were a kid and thought Santa Claus was real? In fact, most of us did more than just think he was real, we believed it. Why? Likely because our parents and other adults in our lives told us so each year at Christmas. Our belief in this magical tale was further bolstered with such stories and annual TV specials like, The Night Before Christmas or Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.
And do you remember when you found out it was bullshit? Hopefully when you did you were of an age that was old enough not to be insulted nor completely devastated by it either. I found out when I was nine or ten and it was by accident. I used to love going through my mom’s jewellery box as a kid, usually while she was getting ready to go out. I would try on her rings and bracelets and she would tell me the history of some pieces. One day I opened a tiny box I’d always wondered about and found a bunch of teeth in there. For some reason – I don’t know why – I thought they belonged to my Nana who had recently passed away. When I asked about them, it was then that my mother looked sheepishly at me and told me they were mine. Continue reading