"'Darling, you can't rape a townie.'- Barb Coard, Black Christmas"
what? good grief....
Fri, 11/07/2008 - 21:40
It's already NOVEMBER.
*shudders* here comes the santa claus battles.
I don't do Santa with my kids. The whole lying to them theme of the holiday pisses me off. I work in a preschool that supposedly doesn't teach Santa and all the holiday mascots, just the theological reasons for the holidays, and of course, the place is plastered with Santa, and the other teachers have the kids friggin' PETRIFIED with fear of Santa looking in the window at them. It's a complete brainwashing. The kids are so terrified of Santa that they get nervous now when they have to walk by the GIANT LIFESIZE INFLATABLE ONE IN THE DAMN CLASSROOM! They do the monster-under-the-bed thing and RUN by him when they have to pass it. its like a friggin' horror movie in there when it falls over on some kid, or when the other teacher decides to do a puppet show with it!
I'm a single mom on a TIGHT budget. So when I give my kids something, i want the credit. I don't want some morbidly obese fruit in a bright red velvet and fur suit who creeps into houses in the middle of the night and spys on 'good' boys and girls getting the credit for my hard work.
I hate the idea that some poor kid whose parents can't afford a lot of presents, or the toy that the kid wants, is going to think he was bad or did something so horrible that Santa Claus wouldn't give him the one thing he wanted. Kids need to know the truth. Besides, you don't hear any GOOD stories about how a kid learned there was no Santa. All I hear about is how disappointed/hurt/disillusioned, etc they were! Why even perpetuate that cycle...
HA-- I'm slightly tipsy and a little irritated by the Santa-obsessed coworkers. One woman wears Santa sweaters every day and a Santa hat with jingle bells on it. I seriously want to flush it down the toilet. While she's still wearing it.
I don't like the EAster Bunny either. Makes me thinkg of those creepy 1940's bunny halloween costumes. Leprechauns are okay. I'd like to shoot Cupid with an arrow, but not one tipped with a heart.
Sat, 11/08/2008 - 00:59
#2
Sat, 11/08/2008 - 01:19
#3
= nice guy.
i was brought up to be down with santa, but i was never told that he would bring me everything i asked for, which is just fuckin wrong. homeboy has a lot of people on payroll. i am kind of a christmas freak, but it is generally a good idea to not advertise your interests on your clothing. i won't even wear a band shirt, so i shudder to think of holiday sweaters. except for on cats.
Sun, 11/09/2008 - 19:27
#4
I look back on my childhood and the way I 'expected' presents from my parents and see how awfully spoiled I was... I stopped believing in Santa at around 8 or 9, but still believed I deserved TONS of presents for Xmas. I didn't. I was a spoiled brat.
I t would have done me good to have gotten a little less stuff. I would have been way less disappointed with the amount of money I make and the things I can afford to buy myself now.
But seriously, ash, I agree with you in the sense that our kids are taught to expect stuff on Xmas mostly because comapnies want you to buy their shit. It's alot of advertising being thrown at you and your kids and everyone else, and Xmas was NOT like this 100 years ago and is not like it is here in other countries. There, people usually get one present, and they are thankful for it.
Tue, 11/18/2008 - 19:06
#5
Tue, 11/18/2008 - 19:44
#6
I can't wait until my daughter is over Santa. She's a year younger than her class, so I'm sure kids will figure it out this year, and will be more than happy to share their knowledge with their peers.
Once the Santa falls, the others shall follow suit.
Earlier this year when she said "dad, the tooth fairy's handwriting looks like yours!" - I knew the end was coming soon.
Tue, 11/18/2008 - 20:07
#7
I'm a Pagan so Christmas is no big deal for me, but I get a big kick out of the idea of so many Christians inviting an Elf (a type of Faerie) into their homes by leaving offerings of milk and cookies for him!
If they only knew....
Jessica