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Dear Santa....



Dear Santa,
Let’s be real, I have a long wish list and I haven’t been a really good girl this year(just a work in progress)one more thing ,how and where will I get my presents if my home doesn’t  even have  a chimney to begin with??? I know this time of the year is hectic for you, but its unfair how   the true joy of Christmas is being stolen while you watch, I don’t mean to  sound rude but let’s face it,this time of year makes half the world into materialistic devils . If this was  a letter of complaint,believe me I would definitely be stating the actual facts eg. Buying a pair of shoes that now sell at triple the price!!!!…I understand that businesses have to make a profit but let’s be real Santa ,Christmas has now become the festive season for con-artists.

I have nothing against you Santa but I really have to write you this letter.I know how you began your line of work as St.Nick, a truly great story that I wish I had known when I was a little kid(would have saved me a lot of grief back then especially when I didn’t get what I wanted for xmas.)But sadly,over the years your whole reputation makes no sense when compared  to the true meaning of xmas.
Christmas is not just about the MERRY/MONEY making season,  it holds the deepest and most meaningful occasions,even atheists know that!!! I know you know I hated Sunday school, but at least I got something from Sunday school cause I am no  fool not to know that Christmas is Jesus’ birthday.
Christmas is true self giving, that’s why I really have to say my mum knows what it all means considering how she slaves out in the kitchen for hours trying to prepare the most heavenly food I have ever tasted !!If that isn’t self-giving then I don’t know what it is….
Thinking about others should be the climax of xmas, at least it should be that one time in a year when we forget about our egocentric lives.That’s the reason why you give out presents,it’s a giving season.Too bad,people make it sound like the receiving part of giving counts more than the actual giving. Giving with love,pricetags should be forgotten(sometimes cheap things hold more value,eg. A smile )
I must admit though, I sometimes get caught up in the frenzy of celebrations that I forget to look back and be thankful for everything, especially  the time I have with my loved ones.
I also admit that this is the time of year when my weight doubles cause of the eating spree( I might as well grow a belly like yours)

But what am really trying to say is that the christmas should be a cheerful season,  full of love n warmth…is that so much to ask for?

Love Umy.

PS: You can always ring the doorbell,don’t be late or else you will find me asleep past midnight :)


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