You don't need to wonder, that's me;-) Got kind of old now but probably some things haven't changed. From early years of my life I knew there was no such thing as Santa Claus as I saw my parents puttin' the presents under the Christmas tree. At that time (it was probably the Christamas of 1992 or 1993) I was a nosey kid so when Santa came to my kindergarten I remember telling everyone around that it was actually the father of my friend, disguised as Santa. By doing that I destroyed the children's belief in Santa. I was sent 'to the corner' and the teachers told everything to my mom. However, she praised me for telling the truth;-)Each 'n' every Christmas was wonderful (lots of presents, the family atmosphere, the food, preparations for Christmas itself) until the year 1997 when (excuse my french) everything's got fucked up because my father passed away. Since then Christmas as well as life wasn't the same. Generally I don't like Christmas cause it brings back memories. Maybe when I'll have my own kids the fun of Christmas will come back...
P.S the photo is from 1993.
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