My parents gave it away on accident one morning when they told me Santa was American, but they had a sign written from him in Russian so I just accepted Santa wasn't real. I was 8 and wasn't really too upset. It was more of an oh type feeling.
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That is the greatest thing I've read all day. You sir, win a cookie of most epic proportions.Torque669 said:
OT I can't really remember when I figured it out, but my parents enjoyed it, so I let them keep going until they finally told me and my brother.
I dont usually accept cookies from strangers. But that is one amazing cookie. If you know where I can find that please tell me as I would love to eat that in the middle of a busy high street dressed as Bowzer.theSovietConnection said:That is the greatest thing I've read all day. You sir, win a cookie of most epic proportions.Torque669 said:
OT I can't really remember when I figured it out, but my parents enjoyed it, so I let them keep going until they finally told me and my brother.
When I was told Sinterklaas (the Dutch version of Santa Claus) didn't exist my first taught was that it explained a lot: mostly the inconsistant portrayal of St. Nicolas in the media and how the hell an old man that rides on roofs with a horse manages to give presents to all children in the country (except for a few poor Turkish schoolmates whose families didn't celebrate the holiday). I can't recall being mad at my parents for this or something like that, probably because most other kids were being told the same. I also really wanted to preserve the myth for my younger sister (who didn't take it so lightly when my parents told her).