another santa’s story…

Since November my son Edgar already busy asking when will Santa came by, because he wonder if Santa will give him Samsung S4 mini, but my husband (thanks Yudi) told him that Santa don’t give gadget. In the other hand Jasmine said she won’t ask for anything, she just hope Santa will pray for her so she will get good grades for her exams.

That night, I told them to write letters to Santa, and prepared the grass in a shoes and a glass of water. I have bought a pair of shoes for Jasmine, it’s a nice checker flat I found couple days earlier. Edgar has so many things in mind, from basket’s ring, jacket, to pencil case. So I asked my husband to go to the mall that night to find the pencil case.

Lucky that a gathering that supposed to held in our house was canceled, so my husband and I took times to shop, we even stop by at bookshelf, it’s a bookstore but it has cafe and movie on the second floor. Nice place for dating.

When we get home the kids already fall of sleep in front of TV. We told them to move to their rooms, And I saw they have prepared their things under the Christmas tree. I started to wrap the present and write them back. I use uppercase letter since last year my daughter has suspicious about the Santa’s handwriting looks like mine. when I was done, put everything near their shoes and go to sleep.

In the morning I heard the hustle bustle of my kids checking out their present, I purposely stay in bed and waiting…suddenly Edgar came in and told us that he got pencil case from Santa. Jasmine followed, she show me the flats.  They gave me the letter from Santa, and I read them, i can tell Jasmine is suspicious but she said nothing.

It was a good morning i am glad it was successful.








keeping a tradition…

Two years ago I wrote about the Santa Tradition in my family @ And I continue this to my children because the magic and mystery of Santa was so beautiful to me. Last year my daughter said “Mom, I think Santa’s handwriting is just like yours” She was Grade 5 at that time. I thought “O No! she knew the secret” but I didn’t say anything, because I want to keep this at least until she’s 12. That was the time I found out the true of “Santa” in my family.
Last night I told them “I think this is the night Santa will come” usually we prepared things either the 4th or 5th December. Then my husband and I left for a meeting. When we come home late at night, near the Christmas tree already 2 shoes filled with grass and 2 glasses of water for Santa’s reindeers (horse I was told when I was a child). Also 2 letters: Jasmine said she wants books of Hannah Montana and Edgar said he want shoes no 36.
Last year we really lavished them with great presents, school bags and shoes just what they need. But I’ve been out of job for a year and after I discuss with my husband, we decided to give them simple stuff. In fact we got an event last Saturday and they got present from Santa, it was a comic book for Jasmine and a sunday school bag for Edgar. That was what they want last week.
The glorious moment is in the morning when they woke up and realized they have missed Santa (just like me, they try to stay up late so they can catch Santa). Then they wonder what will they got. They run to the Christmas tree, found out the grass are gone and the glasses are empty and there is present next to their shoes. Took it and open it, I was in my bedroom listening to their conversation. To tell you the truth they were dissapointed because didn’t get what they want. My Son even asked my husband if Santa will pass again tonight because he want to try his luck the 2nd time. I didn’t left any notes like last year (learning from what my daughter said), but I got a plan to explain why they didn’t get what they want.
Why I keep this tradition because deep down in my heart even as an adult convinced that there is a nice present wait for me when I try hard to be a good person…

Santa Claus is coming to town…

You better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town

He’s making a list,
And checking it twice;
Gonna find out Who’s naughty and nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town

He sees you when you’re sleeping
He knows when you’re awake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake!

O! You better watch out!
You better not cry.
Better not pout, I’m telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Santa Claus is coming to town.

I was a lucky little girl because i got presents from Santa every year. In my family we have a tradition of Santa Claus like this: On the night of 4th or 5th December we, the kids, will put some grass inside one of our shoes and prepared a glass of water in the living room near the Christmas tree. Then late at night when we were sleep Santa will come and give us the present. In the morning when we woke up the grass is gone, so does the water, and there are gifts and notes for me and my brothers and sisters.

As a child I used to have lots of questions, How did Santa get in to our house? Since we didn’t have fire-place and chimney like the western house. How does he knew exactly what I like? There was one time we went to the shop and I beg my mom to buy me the red pencil-case, but she said she can’t for some reason, and the next morning I found it on the top of my shoes as Santa’s present. What time did he showed up? Because one night I tried to wait for him, I was a bit scared if he’s going to be mad because I was awake, but then I totally missed him because I end up fall of sleep. How come I never hear the horses shoes noise? when I was little I was told it’s horses, not reindeers. I know it make a loud noise, but how can I never hear them?

Now the secret is (hush…..don’t tell anybody ok!) Santa is….. the child own parents. I found out about this when I was in Grade 6 not because I caught them but because a friend at school told me. And everything started to make sense, my questions was answered, but at the same time I feel bad because I still wanted to enjoy this tradition. So my mom told me not to tell my younger siblings and for that she gave me a bar of chocolate. This is going on for few more years before every bodies know the secret.

Now I am doing the same thing with my kids. And although they didn’t quite believe that Santa is real (my daughter is 9 and my son is 7) but when they got the present they longing for, I just love to see their eyes glowing. My daughter said that Rudolf drink all the water from her glass, only 2 drops left. And my son woke up my husband and said “How come Santa knows I really want this pencil case, I didn’t write him a letter?”. Right there I see my self about 40 years ago when I received my presents from Santa. I remember one Sunday I went to the church after Santa’s day and told my friends about it, and told them to put grass on their shoes and a glass of water so they can get presents too. But later I realized if their parents didn’t know or practice this tradition they won’t get anything. So sad!

Maybe I am too sentimental and watching too many western movies, but I like this tradition, it’s the spirit of Christmas and it’s the time to give. I think every child want a special gift and they like to believe there is someone kind like Santa who will give it to them.

Season Greetings Everybody!