I still believe!
I believed in Santa Claus until I was 12 years old. I believed that a jolly fat man who lived at the North Pole and was married to Mrs. Claus was watching my every move to determine whether I was going to be on the naughty or nice list. I believed that Santa could circumnavigate the globe to deliver presents to every ‘nice’ child in the world in one 24-hour period. I believed the presents under the tree were from Santa, and were a positive reflection of my behavior for the year.
Of course, I knew that the Santas featured in parades and at the mall were not the real Santa. I knew that Santa was far too busy to sit at the Maple Park Mall from 9-5pm every shopping day until Christmas. They were his helpers, and the rest of the year they worked in the appliance…
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