Letter to Santa Claus


This is just wistful thinking, before anyone of you might think I am already less sane. Hahaha! But I think it is best to write Santa this early before he becomes too busy to read our letters. But wait. Can anyone please tell me the exact address of Santa Claus? Otherwise, I will just hang this out in the chimney.

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Mindanao, Philippines

November 11, 2012

Dear Santa,

At the outset, please allow me to introduce myself to you. I am a Muslim and I don’t celebrate Christmas – which doesn’t mean that we Muslims are indifferent to it but it is simply non-existent in our culture, customs or tradition.

That makes this letter free from any self-serving motive.

However, having been educated from a sectarian school, I knew too well how Christmas is celebrated and how Christian children from all walks of life were told to be good for goodness sake and not to cry nor pout because YOU are coming to town. So, what’s the big deal over your coming to town?

Though you never told anyone as to when and where were you born, I surmised that you must have come from a place quite far away when you are in the Philippines or in our promised land of Mindanao.

At this time of the year, I know you have not been to any place yet as you are busy making a list and checking it twice. I wonder for whom your gifts are intended to after finding out who’s naughty or nice and good or bad. Are they for the nice and good children only, for the naughty and bad or for both? I ask this silly question however I know that you do not discriminate in the matter of giving gifts. But what are those gifts for if they were not meant as incentives for children to be nice and good? I leave everything to you and assume that you know better.

Somehow, you can’t keep me from wondering why you keep doing what you do? What do you get in return? And why do you leave Mrs. Claus all alone, out in the cold, on Christmas Eve? I think that is quite unkind of you to stay away from your loved ones on a night that is supposed to be special.

I have a lot of questions to ask you even if I know that the chance of me visited by YOU is almost nil. But if by chance we meet, some of the other questions I will ask are: a) What gifts do you usually give to children? b)What are your criteria in selecting who are entitled to your gifts? c) How do you define children in terms of age? I might still qualify as recipient of your gifts, otherwise, I will just speak for the children in my corner of the world.

Well, I think, I just have to do that especially after I found out that most, if not all, children here are no longer as enthusiastic as say, five or six decades ago, to meet you in person. Worse, and I really hope not, they have stopped believing in you. And most probably, I am the only adult left who still believes in you.

Whatever it is, I know that you travel a lot, otherwise, there is no need for your fantastic sleigh pulled by reindeers under the guidance of Rudolph; that red-nosed reindeer whose nose glows in the dark – the primary reason why you engaged him to guide your sleigh. I always see a picture of you on your sleigh: at one time, dashing through the snow; at other times, cruising along the stars. You must be traveling at the speed of light, otherwise, you won’t be able to visit all the world’s children of your choice in one Christmas Eve.

I hope you are safe, Santa. More than your safety though, I wish that what you do makes you happy. I know a lot of people who are unhappy. I think they are stressed by selfishness, greed, pride and vanity, arrogance, envy or simply by their unfortunate circumstances. I wish you could give them happiness instead of material gifts which do not guarantee long and lasting joy. I really wish gift-giving isn’t so materialistic this time. In fact if I had known that you also give PEACE as a gift, I would rather prefer that over anything else. That is so wanting in our Mindanao or probably in the whole world now.

Finally, if the children in our corner of the world complain that you are just as elusive as before, you can be assured that they will stop expecting from you or at least they will no longer prepare for your coming. I can only hope that they will still continue to be nice and good whether you are coming to town or not.

Good luck Santa.

Sincerely yours,

Maxim sense

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23 Responses to Letter to Santa Claus

  1. sheladyanne says:

    It is indeed surprising that you believe in Santa. I just want to share this experience when I was a little kid, my grandparents would asked us to put socks near our window for santa to put his gifts on. Not knowing that my grandpa was the one who puts the chocolates we got in our socks every morning. 🙂
    I know santa exists.Just in different forms and if the real santa reads your letter he will be very happy.

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    • maxim sense says:

      Indeed Santa is one person (?) who is better left at just being allowed to be one who is larger than life being. I hope I had been fair to Santa despite my humorous take on him. Thank you for dropping in.

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  2. Colline says:

    Enjoyed reading this letter – and you raise so many questions that many do not think about: the stress of the holiday season, the bribes to make children nice, and the fact that many children now do not believe in Santa. Love what is on your wish list: I too wish for peace.

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  3. Katie says:

    Great post–really enjoyed reading this! 🙂

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  4. I found you through the link you left on Fish of Gold. Your letter was humorous but serious too. I too wish Santa could bring peace and happiness. It is sorely needed around the world.

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  5. tchistorygal says:

    Nice letter. I’m sure Santa would have to do some soul searching to answer it. Poor Mrs. Claus!

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  6. mlcntdee says:

    This was insightful. A letter not only for Santa but for us adults as well.

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  7. terry1954 says:

    i really enjoyed reading this!

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  8. I wish I still have this kind of faith. But perhaps, the real Santas are those people we encounter randomly, every day, with a random acts of kindness, no matter how small.

    I find it interesting that you may be Muslim and I may be a baptized Catholic (yet an neutral, non-athiest/non-theist kind of person), and I think Christmas is just too commercialized; we all forget that each day should be one.

    “At this time of the year, I know you have not been to any place yet as you are busy making a list and checking it twice. I wonder for whom your gifts are intended to after finding out who’s naughty or nice and good or bad. Are they for the nice and good children only, for the naughty and bad or for both? I ask this silly question however I know that you do not discriminate in the matter of giving gifts. But what are those gifts for if they were not meant as incentives for children to be nice and good? I leave everything to you and assume that you know better.

    Somehow, you can’t keep me from wondering why you keep doing what you do? What do you get in return? And why do you leave Mrs. Claus all alone, out in the cold, on Christmas Eve? I think that is quite unkind of you to stay away from your loved ones on a night that is supposed to be special.”

    —> This got me thinking, you know, that kindness is supposed to be unconditional, like love, and not some sort of incentive. Or is this because Santas are our parents, stealthily placing gifts in the middle of the night so children would behave? But truth be told, sometimes we just have to be generous and thoughtful just so, not just because someone is being good. At times, perhaps, giving something great to people who are “bad” or “naughty’ makes you a better person if not at par with Santa Claus.

    This is too much of a classical conditioning.

    Now, this is more like what I wish Santa would address;

    “I hope you are safe, Santa. More than your safety though, I wish that what you do makes you happy. I know a lot of people who are unhappy. I think they are stressed by selfishness, greed, pride and vanity, arrogance, envy or simply by their unfortunate circumstances. I wish you could give them happiness instead of material gifts which do not guarantee long and lasting joy. I really wish gift-giving isn’t so materialistic this time. In fact if I had known that you also give PEACE as a gift, I would rather prefer that over anything else. That is so wanting in our Mindanao or probably in the whole world now.”

    Yet happiness is a choice, or a perspective. It’s true that many people are not happy because of their own demons, so to say. Very well said and very well written.

    Now, if only the world would realize everyone can be Santa Claus, giving because it makes us happy when we see others smile, because sharing with a fellow human being is love, and because love is that thing that makes mankind survive as a species.

    I feel for our brethren in Mindanao, and in the whole world.

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    • maxim sense says:

      Well, you had me thinking too. This is yet the most exhaustive and very profound comment I ever got for this post. Once in a while, it’s really good to have this kind of comment. It’s rather easy to just say ‘awesome’, ‘nice post’ and dropping by kind of hello’s and hi’s. This has been what I always call “the other more substantial side” of the story.

      I would like to believe that if all comments could just be like this, posts do not have to be necessarily long and winding. Some people, like you, are out there to make it more substantial, more interesting, more meaningful and more likeable.

      I cannot thank you enough for this very well-thought out comment. It made me feel like I was ‘Freshly Pressed’ for the first time ever.

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      • Well it’s difficult not to speak out for such an interesting letter. It has a nostalgic flair, too, for I remember writing notes to Santa when I was younger. Now that I’m an adult, it feels very different now.

        Let’s be glad though that Finland (or is it Norway?) has a real Santa Claus roaming around during Christmastime to give gifts to the citizens (funded by the government). It’s the land of the reindeer, anyway.

        Also, as an additional and random useless info, Santa’s elves are rumored to be vampires, according to vampire mythology. Oh, the things we learn as we grow old, if not up. :))

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  9. maxim sense says:

    Thank you Vivien and how are you there in Bacolod? I hope you were not badly affected by typhoon Pablo. I was preparing for the worse when I learned that North Cotabato was under signal no. 3, and you know what that means – we could have experienced a devastating wind velocity of more than 120 kph On the other hand, my moronic sense quickly showed like I was saying to myself: more than 120 kph of wind? why not? I never experienced wind that strong in my whole life. It’s worth giving a try while I am still growing up 😛

    Thank Good Lord that Pablo veered a little bit to the right and that really spared us from the possibility of disaster. We just experienced rain and mild wind.

    Yes Vivien. You never stop impressing me. You are so young and talented. With these assets, the future is surely in your hands. All the best for you. Merry Christmas and happy new year.

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  10. Since you’re so keen on santa, you might as well track him here: http://www.google.com/santatracker/

    Good luck!

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