As the holiday season approaches, I find myself confronted with questions about my stance on certain traditions. Specifically, the question arises: Am I one of “those people” who doesn’t perpetuate the Santa Claus myth?
My in-laws and parents might not approve of my views, and I know some friends might feel the same way. However, it’s time to scrutinize the arguments that advocate for maintaining the Santa Claus story.
Yes, I understand that many view it as a cherished “tradition.” However, just because something is traditional doesn’t inherently mean it’s beneficial. While I recognize the significance of traditions that create family bonds and evoke warm memories, secular families often miss out on the rituals associated with organized religions.
In our home, we create our own unique holiday experiences every December. We get a fresh Christmas tree and enjoy decorating it together. I listen to a variety of holiday music—from classic tunes to quirky tracks—while baking my favorite cookies, which include mocha crinkles and cranberry-white chocolate macadamia cookies. My son’s grandparents join us on Christmas Eve, where we indulge in a deep-fried turkey (after an amusing search for the flavor injector I misplaced). Our festive meal includes sausage-apple-cranberry stuffing and glazed carrots, followed by wassail and some caroling. My father reads the classic “The Night Before Christmas,” just as he did for me when I was young. The following day is filled with more presents, relaxation, and endless playtime. All these elements are what I consider true traditions, regardless of the Santa Claus narrative.
My intention is not to deny my son the joy of holiday stories; rather, I aim to expose him to a variety of cultural narratives. Believing in a myth doesn’t necessarily enrich our lives; myths exist to inspire and entertain, not as factual truths.
Some proponents of the Santa Claus myth argue that it represents the essence of childhood magic. But I argue that this view is limited. My child enjoys a joyful holiday, surrounded by a loving family. If the concern is that he’ll miss out on something essential, let’s consider the experiences of children from diverse backgrounds—whether Jewish, Muslim, Buddhist, or atheist—who grow into well-adjusted adults without the expectation of gifts from a mythical figure.
My own childhood experience with Santa involved moments that felt more awkward than magical. “Santa” was often portrayed by a neighbor, and I quickly caught on to the ruse when I noticed the handwriting on Santa’s letters closely resembled my mother’s. Instead, what I cherish are the real traditions: the tree, the carols, and the time spent with family.
The desire to impose the Santa myth may stem from our own nostalgia for childhood wonder. Yet, I find fulfillment in celebrating the return of light, family gatherings, and, yes, even locating that elusive turkey injector. Isn’t that enchantment enough?
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In summary, while traditions may vary widely, the essence of the holiday experience can be cultivated without relying on myths like Santa Claus. Emphasizing genuine family connections and shared experiences can create lasting memories that are just as magical.