Quote:Not to derail the thread, but, about 30 years ago, I called a Sunday night radio talk show hosted by a priest. I asked why/how small children are expected to honor/love their parents, when it's the guy in the red suit bringing them the goodies.
I don't remember the reply, but it sounded like BS to me.
Being raised Jewish, I never had a problem due to my lack of a belief in Santa, but I still wonder why Christian children are expected to honor their parents, while also taught to believe in Santa. Initially, it's Santa bringing them the gifts, so I'd think they'd want to honor/love Santa.
When they learn the truth about Santa, not only are they crushed, but they realize that their parents had been lying. And these children are still expected to honor their parents?
And what does the child do when the lying parents try to get them to believe in God?
Quote: DJTeddyBearI still wonder why Christian children are expected to honor their parents, while also taught to believe in Santa. Initially, it's Santa bringing them the gifts, so I'd think they'd want to honor/love Santa.
I think, the notion, that one only honors and loves those who brings gifts is a bit ... flawed :-/
It's a scary thought though ... because my kids are used to getting lots of gifts from their grandparents ... are they going to love them more than they love me?
Really? "Flawed?"Quote: weaselmanI think, the notion, that one only honors and loves those who brings gifts is a bit ... flawed :-/
We're talking about kids.
Quote: DJTeddyBearWhen they learn the truth about Santa, not only are they crushed, but they realize that their parents had been lying. And these children are still expected to honor their parents?
And what does the child do when the lying parents try to get them to believe in God?
Being also Jewish I never faced the "Santa Dilemma," but my parents did "lie" about the mouse taking my baby teeth and leaving money behind. I don't recall how or whether I ever figured it out while it was going on. I do remember, fondly, the delight in finding a few coins under my pillow in the morning. I have a lot of issues with my parents, as does just about everyone else, but fulfilling a harmless childhood fantasy is not one of them.
I don't think I ever took that into account when I realized god couldn't possibly exist. I was about 16 at the time, long after the last of my baby teeth fell out. It all came down to the gathering evidence of reality. Of course my father, at the time, thought it was just teenage rebelliousness and that I wasn't really serious. Well, it wasn't I was. I don't know how long it took him to believe me I meant it, either, if he ever did.
Quote: DJTeddyBearWhen they learn the truth about Santa, not only are they crushed, but they realize that their parents had been lying. And these children are still expected to honor their parents?And what does the child do when the lying parents try to get them to believe in God?
It seems like comments like this are overthinking. I have no memory of being traumatized when I realized that Santa was a story.