Viewing the World With Fresh Eyes
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Comment from Ben Colder
Good to hang on to dreams as long as you can. Every child needs something to believe in they can feel , see, or think they see. I understand this, but I turned loose of Santa because we were so poor during the war , Santa was only a dream. I think I was about 10 before I let him go as well. I wish I had something Santa could have broken. No Santa at my house. Only a wish.
Good one Beth
reply by the author on 02-Dec-2020
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Good to hang on to dreams as long as you can. Every child needs something to believe in they can feel , see, or think they see. I understand this, but I turned loose of Santa because we were so poor during the war , Santa was only a dream. I think I was about 10 before I let him go as well. I wish I had something Santa could have broken. No Santa at my house. Only a wish.
Good one Beth
Comment Written 02-Dec-2020
reply by the author on 02-Dec-2020
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Ahh. I'm sorry my family wasn't too well off during the war either. Mom mixed a lot of fruit, firecrackers, and candy with few cheap toys and made it look like a lot. Thanks for the review and comments.
Beth
Comment from Susan X Smith
I enjoyed this light hearted post. It brought back memories of my friend Frances telling me that there was no Santa Claus. We still keep in touch. Thanks for sharing this well written story.
reply by the author on 02-Dec-2020
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I enjoyed this light hearted post. It brought back memories of my friend Frances telling me that there was no Santa Claus. We still keep in touch. Thanks for sharing this well written story.
Comment Written 02-Dec-2020
reply by the author on 02-Dec-2020
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Thank you for the review and for sharing your own memory. I still keep in touch with childhood friends, too.
Beth
Comment from humpwhistle
A sweet story, Beth. And very relatable. Pretending to believe in Santa Claus is a kind of insurance--just in case you're wrong. Nice job of replicating kid-think.
Best of luck at the polls.
Peace, Lee
of (a) Greek god with no clothes on.
We had (a) fireplace and I'd been told
my Dad must have dropped a heavy log on--it might be better if she didn't know how the grate broke at this point. You think?
reply by the author on 02-Dec-2020
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A sweet story, Beth. And very relatable. Pretending to believe in Santa Claus is a kind of insurance--just in case you're wrong. Nice job of replicating kid-think.
Best of luck at the polls.
Peace, Lee
of (a) Greek god with no clothes on.
We had (a) fireplace and I'd been told
my Dad must have dropped a heavy log on--it might be better if she didn't know how the grate broke at this point. You think?
Comment Written 02-Dec-2020
reply by the author on 02-Dec-2020
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Thanks Lee. I stayed naïve as long as possible. Thanks for pointing out the missing words and the suggestion.
Beth
Comment from Raffaelina Lowcock
This story about your belief in Santa is so cute. We did that when we didn't want something to be true, we pretended we really didn't hear that.
In retrospect, I have never given up on Santa because the model is St. Nicholas, who was real. The tradition makes us all Santa Claus.
was this mythical man>> you mean 'want' this
Ralf
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reply by the author on 02-Dec-2020
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This story about your belief in Santa is so cute. We did that when we didn't want something to be true, we pretended we really didn't hear that.
In retrospect, I have never given up on Santa because the model is St. Nicholas, who was real. The tradition makes us all Santa Claus.
was this mythical man>> you mean 'want' this
Ralf
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Comment Written 02-Dec-2020
reply by the author on 02-Dec-2020
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Thank you Ralf, I guess we all learned early how to keep the myth alive. Thanks for pointing out the error. I fixed it.
Beth
Comment from thaities, Rebecca V.
Lovely story!!
I copied the beginning of the paragraph so you can find them easily.
Noticed three typos:
I was shocked because I always thought Santa wore a red suit and cap. I decided that mythical people where (were) special people, who either dressed funny, or didn't wear clothes at all. Maybe, it really really (didn't) matter as long as he kept coming.
We had fireplace and I'd been told Santa came down the chimney. I begged my parents not to have a fire on Christmas Eve because I didn't was (want) this mythical man to get burned.
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Lovely story!!
I copied the beginning of the paragraph so you can find them easily.
Noticed three typos:
I was shocked because I always thought Santa wore a red suit and cap. I decided that mythical people where (were) special people, who either dressed funny, or didn't wear clothes at all. Maybe, it really really (didn't) matter as long as he kept coming.
We had fireplace and I'd been told Santa came down the chimney. I begged my parents not to have a fire on Christmas Eve because I didn't was (want) this mythical man to get burned.
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Comment Written 02-Dec-2020
reply by the author on 02-Dec-2020
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Thanks so much for the review and editing help. I had already caught a couple of them. I can't seem to see them, until I've already posted it. Beth
