How old were you when you first heard there is no Santa Claus, no Easter Bunny, and no Tooth Fairy? Now ask yourself, how old were you when you finally found out beyond a doubt there was no such thing as Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy?
You see, there is a difference because some kids, like myself, when I heard these cherished characters were not real, naturally went into denial. That went against everything I was taught by my parents for God sakes. The very people I depended on for everything in life lied to me about these things! I donít think so, not my Mom and Dad. No way!
Then there was that fateful Christmas Eve night, when I went to sleep early so Santa, could come into the house and leave me all of my presents and be on his way. Later that night I woke up to noises in the living room. I listened close. That was not Santaís voice I heard. Those voices were familiar. That was Mom and Dad apparently trying to assemble a bike. Boy, what a let down, and yet a high all at the same time. I mean there was no denying Santa was not real anymore, yet I was getting a bike for Christmas. My emotions were quite twisted that night.
I just lay there thinking how could my parents have lied to me like that all this time. I thought of all the spankings I got for not telling the truth, and my lies were little white ones just to try and cover myself. My little white lies had a purpose, but this? This lie of Mom and Dadís was a big one! And not only that this conspiracy was so big it involved all the other Moms and Dads.
Sadly, this is just about how I came to realize I was born too. Some of my friends had told me how, but I went into denial again. And yes, I awoke to noises again one night to find that my friends were right about this. I remember thinking yep I guess Mom does deliver the baby herself, and the stork bringing it or being found in a cabbage patch was just more lies perpetrated by the adults in the world to cover up the truth.
One by one, all those myths I grew up believing because my parents told me it was so were dispelled. Finding out the Easter Bunny was not real was not that big a deal. I never was into Easter all that much. I never considered boiled eggs to be a treat. It was more fun to find them than to eat them. However, finding out there was no Tooth Fairy was a bit traumatic though, because this involved cold hard coin. The only other money I ever got was mailed to me by relatives for my birthday. You know the day the stork supposedly brought me to the house. We didnít have a cabbage patch. The one good thing about losing a tooth was finding money under your pillow the next morning. I thought what a great deal getting a quarter for a tooth I didnít need anymore, because I was going to grow a new tooth to replace my old tooth. I certainly was getting the better end of that deal with the Tooth Fairy. What a sucker! It turns out I was the sucker!
I would find myself thinking can this kind of mass lying be detrimental to a kidís psyche? What is the purpose of all this? Adults creating a sort of false fantasy world for us kids to grow up and live in until it just canít be kept from us anymore. Then what is worse, if you had older brothers and sisters, they were part of the conspiracy of lies too. These were older kids lying to younger kids, taking sides with the adults. Now that is a scary thought. Now I found myself in a dilemma. I have three younger sisters. What do I tell them? Do I tell them? I hated that my parents put me in this situation. I am faced with perpetuating the lies my parents started or bursting my sistersí bubbles, just like mine got busted. That is tough on a kid!
The older I got the less naÔve I became about things. Some kids like my wife caught on to things a lot quicker than I did. I contribute this to the fact she must have accepted the truth about Santa a lot earlier in life than I did, and she is younger than me! Anyway, the point is we as kids are introduced to deception and perception at the earliest ages possible, and it just gets more complicated the older we get. If you think about it, I often wonder what life would be like if we were just told the truth to begin with. You know, Mom and Dad put the gifts under the tree. Mom and Dad and Aunt Peg and Uncle Roy hide the eggs. Mom and Dad give you the money for your teeth. And yes, Mom and Dad got together, and that is how you got here. Growing up, Mom and Dad were always telling us honesty is the best policy. Had they been honest with us from the get go, maybe, just maybe, the world would be a better place. Maybe there would be less lying and deception in the world. As it is now, we are still teaching our kids to lie. By perpetuating the myth of Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy we are still laying the ground work of lies preparing them for what to expect for the rest of their lives.
Wait a minute! That is it! By lying about these things, Mom and Dad were just preparing me for life, because that is just the way life is. What a revelation! I finally know why Mom and Dad might have done it. They were preparing me for life. Wow! I feel so much better now and if you think about it, I really canít blame them because deception started way back with Adam and Eve with the apple tree. Right?
I really enjoyed your points. I chuckled because I was the youngest and feared if I admitted there wasn't a Santa then we'd stop getting presents. My mom finally sat me down to talk. I was delighted to find out there would still be presents under the tree. Every parent must choose how to handle these situations. Great writing!