Sunday, December 9, 2012

the last book I ever read (Being Santa Claus: What I Learned about the True Meaning of Christmas, excerpt one)

from Being Santa Claus: What I Learned about the True Meaning of Christmas by Sal Lizard with Jonathan Lane:

Being Santa Claus has got to be the best job in the world. I get to spend two months out of the year hearing children's secret wishes and their pint-size pearls of wisdom. Some of my most treasured memories are the chuckles I've gotten from kids just being open and honest. I never know what they'll say or do next.

I remember once standing in the checkout line at a department store (in non-Santa clothing) when a little girl around four years old came over to me and asked sheepishly, "What's your name?"

I looked over at her mom who was standing a few feet away, and she nodded her approval. So I bent down and replied, "Honey, who do you think I am?"

"I think you're Santa," she said.

"Well," I said and grinned. "Then you'd better be really good."

Her face lit up with pride. "Oh, I am!" she said and smiled broadly. "I'm not even peeing in my underpants right now!"

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