Everyone in my family believes in Santa Claus.
When James was about seven he saw Santa.
He lived with his mom in an apartment in Buffalo. They had a tree in the corner of the living room.
He went to bed very excited and happy on Christmas Eve holding a little elf ornament that he slept with every Christmas Eve on one shoulder, his blue blanket on the other.
Jimmy woke in the middle of the night. Everything was dark except the lights from the tree. He heard some kind of noise and crept out of bed to investigate.
He walked slowly down the hall.
Santa was there! His back to Jimmy, he was wearing his big red and white suit, taking presents out of a big beige sack, and putting them under the tree.
Seven-year-old Etani stops snipping little pieces of paper onto the ground, purple scissors in the air, and listens with wide eyes.
“I had the feeling you weren’t supposed to be up on Christmas Eve and seeing Santa. I thought maybe I was seeing things. Maybe it was just my mom and I mistook her for Santa. So I peeked around the corner again and saw Santa again putting the presents under the tree. I whipped my head back so he wouldn’t see me. I thought about the song that he knows when you’re sleeping and when you’re awake and worried that if Santa saw me he might take the presents away. I could hear the ornaments on the tree jingling as Santa brushed against them. I tiptoed back to bed as slowly and silently as I could. In the morning all the presents were there.”
Last year money was so tight I was really worried Santa wouldn’t come. I kept telling the kids that Santa might be in a recession, that he might have had to let some of his elves go, and that they shouldn’t be disappointed if there weren’t many presents.
When morning came there were so many presents under the tree that the kids could barely contain their excitement.
“He came Mommy!” Athena, who was eight then, cried. “You were afraid he wouldn’t come but he did! He really did!”
Money’s tight again this year but I’m not so worried. One way or another I think Santa will come through. He hasn’t failed us yet.
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