Originally Posted by Bluebutterfly05
Does anyone here think it's wrong or not good to tell a child that Santa is real, only to tell him/her you were lying later on if he/she doesn't find out on his/her own? This is just a new thought that popped into my head, and I was curious about what other's think. (I don't think it's wrong or right, I'm kinda just brainstorming.)
On the good side, it's some thing very enjoyable for a child to believe in.
But on the bad side, it can be very hurtful when they find out Santa isn't real.
I still remember when my parents told me Santa didn't exist, I was in total shock, lol.
What do you think about it?
I think that it's not a lie. I think that people get confused about the function and nature of myths and how they hold and delinate truths.
a lot of people think of 'truths' as 'facts.' Facts are only one type of truth. There are other types of truths that we do not consider facts. For instance, it is a fact that the sky is blue. For some, blue is considered beautiful so a blue sky is a beautiful thing. This is true, but not necessarily factual. If everyone agreed that blue skies were beautiful, then perhaps it would be 'factual.' but, that would be difficult to prove. the subjective nature of the truth of a blue sky being beautiful keeps it from being 'factual' but it is still no less true. it is simply 'differently true.'
The same is 'true' of myths and legends. i think it is important to share with children our myths, legends, and fairy tales. A child may take them literally for a time, and when they begin to see that these are not factual, you can still direct them to the truths of the stories--the morals, the reflections of one's own psyche and our cultural psyche as well.
i do not think that Santa is a 'lie.' Santa is a truth that is simply not a factual truth (though parts of it are based in facts or historical figures that then morphed into legend and from there morphed into myth). There's nothing wrong with explaining to a child that while Santa doesn't exist factually, he does exist as a spirit of giving, a spirit of love, and a spirit of joy. That we, ourselves, are Santas who can give these things to others.
I had an experience recently where i 'slipped up' around a child and the mother 'rescued' me. The little girl was explaining how santa left his gifts next to the fire place and how her mom put their gifts under the tree. And i said "my parents did that for me too!" and Mom 'rescued' me by saying "i think that santa puts the gifts there because i take up all the prime real estate. i put the gifts under the tree and the go to bed. when santa comes, he must think--where will i put the gifts? so, he puts them next to the tree because there's no space under it!" and i then added with "i always love my stockings best. Santa puts my favorite things in there--an orange, some chocolates, and usually a little game such as cards of jacks."
i was saved, because the little girl still hadn't moved from the magical thinking of believing in santa as a fact, rather than a legend.
My mother, on the other hand, builds my stockings--but it's "Santa" too. Sure, my mom is the hand of santa, or the helper elf, or whatever you want to call it--but she has such a heart and spirit for christmas and she really focuses on what to put in our stockings and what to bring us from santa. This is what i love most about christmas anyway.
the stocking that my mom spends time thinking about and being Santa. So there's no lie. Santa exists and he looks exactly like my mother's heart.