Did you ever believe in Santa?

Actually, my parents weren't into the idea of lying to me so they taught me about St. Nick that the Coca Cola version of Santa was made from instead. :D they weren't sure I got it the first year they taught to me when I was just shy of 3 years old. Then we went to Walmart three days after Christmas. kihihihihihihi

We were in the check out and the lady looks at me and she goes: "And what did Santa bring you for Christmas little girl?" and I looked at her and in a loud booming voice said "SANTA'S DEAD. HE'S IN HEAVEN WITH JESUS. But my MOMMY got me...." I proceeded to rattle off my present list. :D My mother was driven out of the store by an angry mob of preschool mothers with sobbing children.

The following year my grandfather tried to get me to sit on Santa's lap. I looked at him and burst into tears before screaming "He's a STRANGER and he might TOUCH ME IN BAD PLACES" and then I ran and hid behind a christmas tree. :D

SO NO

I didn't do the Santa thing.
 
Yes, and I was heartbroken at the prospect of such a wonderful lie. I think someone seriously needs to go Chris Cringle:p
 
I used too, but then my om told me he wasn't real at the worst possible time, at the worst possible place.

At age ten, at Toys R Us. >>
 
We used to leave cookies for Santa and everything, but I stopped believing when I was five. My parents let me sleep in the basement next to the fireplace when he was supposed to come and he never did. After that, I never believed. If I ever have kids I won't lie to them like that. I'll tell them the REAL meaning behind giving each other presents for Christmas.
 
When I was younger, I always questioned how Santa could possibly carry billions of gifts and have time for milk and cookies when he had to deliver those gifts in one night, then I caught my parents eating the cookies and forging Santa's thank-you note and my suspicions were confirmed. u_u
 
I believe in the spirit of Santa, so to speak, that I think he is the symbol for gift-giving (Christmas-wise, at least), but I do know that my parents are the ones who really deliver the presents. So, Santa is real to me, in a form. But, he's also fake, in a form. It just depends on how you see it.
 
The real St. Nikolas, yes. Santa Claus? In my mind and computer, but I don't believe that Santa would ever set up a factory in the middle of the Arctic with his little elves as workers. But it's fun to have Santa in our minds.
 
Yes, when I was younger I strongly believed in Santa. It wasn't until I woke up in the early hours of Christmas morning and found my very parents wrapping and placing gifts under the Christmas Tree. They never saw me and never knew what I saw until I told them, but since then I never really thought Santa was real.

I still enjoy pretending he exists though, it brings in the Christmas feeling more than thinking he is just a fairytale.
 
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We were never taught to admire Santa in Vietnam, so he was just a work of fiction to me, and still is.
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I would love to be able to give an answer like this but I was raised in England where the fairies are many. I always thought it was strange though, especially since at the time our chimney was blocked (my parents' notion that he turns into 'fairy dust' to get through the vent just didn't seem plausible in the slightest) and that in many countries houses don't typically have such structures atop, so I never really took the belief to heart.
 
As a kid I always believed in him. But now I kinda figured out that he's really my mom XD (even if she STILL call's herself his secret 'helper', even now XD my mom's too freakin' adorable when it comes to Xmas time, when she want's to be, anyways...I love her for that. ;.;)

The spirit of Saint Nicolious (spelling? 0.o), though, is very real. Remember that now...
 
As was said before me... Saint Nick? Yeah. Santa Claus? In spirit, also yes.

I had believed in Santa for around... I dunno. I think longer than normal for most kids though. Don't laugh. It's not nice.
 
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I did when I was really little. Kinda wish I still did :/ Christmas was soooo much fun when I believed. Lmao, I was one of those irritating, non-gullible kids that had all sorts of questions every year. My parents were really good at keeping the Santa thing alive, but I stopped believing around 3rd grade, citing chimney physics and time paradox issues. (a.k.a. Santa's too fat and lacks a time machine)

And like others here, I still enjoy hearing Christmas stories and seeing that wide-eyed, excited look the little kids get discussing Santa. Lol, last year, our local news station had some "Santa coverage" and would announce things like: "Santa has just arrived in Chicago! Better get to sleep, kids!" If they had done that when I was little, I probably would have passed out from excitement!

"OMG TEH SANTAHHHH!" *clunk*
 
I always tried to stay up so I can see him, but one year, it was Midnight and he didn't come. I only saw my grandparents wrapping up presents. I didn't say anything about it.
 
I believed in him until I was about 4 and I read a letter supposedly from 'Santa' and it looked exactly like my fathers writing and signature. lmao. And then my mother confirmed it years ago when I found her putting presents out.
 
Yes, and I still believe in him.
 
I believed in Santa for a while, and even after I stopped believing I still had to pretend to believe for my little brother. I think he sort of realized Santa wasn't real way before I ever did. xD I still don't know (if I ever have kids, I hope not) if I'd do the whole Santa thing with my kids. I think it'd be too hard for me to keep that up. xD
 
I believed in Santa for quite some time, and my it was parents who eventually told me he wasn't real. Still, I like to go with it and pretend he is in some way, or at least admire him as a character. Even though he's not real to me, it makes Christmas more amusing somehow. If I have kids of my own someday I do plan on going all out on the Santa deal. XD Fun stuff, fun stuff.
 
Yeah, for sure. Tooth Fairy and Easter Bunny also. Maybe even the Sandman, at one point.

Any kid that has never believed and later learned THE TRUTH (:K) has truly missed out on a beautiful and strange part of childhood. It's like practice at learning to rationalize the world around you and converting to a sort of agnosticism/atheism, and consequentially encountering for the first time a particular sense of disillusionment and uncertainty. A large part of me still misses the faith, of course. Maybe Santa is real, and he just skips the houses of those whose parents are too cynical or scientific to leave the gift-delivery up to him.
 
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