How did you find out the truth about Santa???

I think it was in the first grade. I can't remember his name. He was a chubby kid, who always had to have the best, the biggest. He told me. I milked it for a couple more years. Hey, if my parents wanted to play being Santa and keep giving me presents; I'm all for that. I hated it when presents went from toys to clothes.
When did you find out the truth about Santa?
(That had to be tough on Jewish kids.)
 

I heard rumors going around in school when I was in the 3rd or 4th grade. I didn't believe it but one year a few weeks before Christmas I found all the wrapped gifts Santa was suppose to bring me that year. I remember I didn't say a thing to my parents . For some reason I thought they would be mad at me. You would think since I figured out Santa I wouldn't believe in the Easter Bunny but that took another year or two. How stupid was that?
 

I stayed up very late (for my age) and quietly crept downstairs to catch my parents putting presents under the tree. In retrospect, the memory of them hemming and hawwing and trying to explain it away is hilarious. At the time, it confirmed my suspicions that there lies being told.
 
When I found out the "truth", I wondered why my parents didn't want me to know they were the ones giving gifts. Why a Santa?

It's tradition and a big part of the magic of Christmas for children. The years when our kids were small, the excitement of Christmas morning was the best time of all. I told our children that when they stopped believing, Santa would stop coming. Needless to say, they "believed" for many years. :D
 
Someone told me when I was eight. It hurt, and I lost a piece of my trust that day. I don’t like people lying to children. It isn’t cute. I made a point of not carrying on that tradition.

I agree wholehearedly. We teach children not to lie and yet tell them the biggest lie of all.
 
I stayed up very late (for my age) and quietly crept downstairs to catch my parents putting presents under the tree. In retrospect, the memory of them hemming and hawwing and trying to explain it away is hilarious. At the time, it confirmed my suspicions that there lies being told.

I had a similar experience -- I had gotten up to go to the bathroom and saw them putting out presents, but I didn't tell them I had seen them. I didn't want to cause "Santa" to quit coming, and I didn't tell my little sister, either.
 


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