Today, I drove past several neighborhoods on my way home from work, and saw many houses being nicely decorated for Christmas. I mumbled silently to myself, “Oh, no! It means telling fibs to my young children about Santa, North Pole, elves, and etc. time and time again.”
Christmas contains a large collection of fun and whimsical stories — plenty of white lies!! I do not want to ruin or ban them from the household. So, I had to tell them they are for real including Santa Claus Naughty or Nice list. You know I have ten children. They grow up too fast and I want to let them have fun, be innocent, and young for as long as possible!!! So far I have four young children still believe many made-up stories told by my husband and me, even their older siblings. They have a great time!
Sigh!
I always feel guilty about lying to them, however whenever they begin to suspect or ask difficult questions, I tend to tell the truth right away. I always make sure they understand not to see Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, or the Tooth Fairy as any different from a character of fictional stories, fairy tales, or a person in plays or movies. A game of pretend. What’s more, my husband and I always tell them that we are their helpers and will continue to be!

Father Christmas climbs Rapunzel's hair to deliver her presents.
Guess, I have to continue passing “well-intentioned” untruths to my kids for next 8 — more or less years. My last baby, Tristan Niall is not even one, yet! My first six kids learned the truths at the average of age eight. My third child, Donovan Sloane actually believed in Father Christmas until he reached the age of 12! He refused to let his older sister and brother spoil the Santa plot. When the truth came out, he was heartbroken, however he was perfectly okay with it after asking many, many, and many questions. He loves fantasies, amine, animations, and game developments. That explains the delay!
When I thought of all the make-believe characters and classic fibs such as bed bugs, nose growing, and etc. my husband and I told my kids as I drove home, an idea popped into my head — creating a poll on top classic fibs!
I remember this one vivdly — at Maryland School for the Deaf, my classmates and I went on a field trip with many other classes. I saw a girl (I do remember who!) telling a guy that if boys "do that" , hair would grow on their palms or fingers. He actually jumped out of the seat, and looked at his hands before a bunch of kids. They bursted into laughters and teased him all day long knowing that he did it. Oh, poor thing!
Anyway, as a teacher, I think this fib, "My dog ate my homework!" is the most classic one.
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Off the point . . .
My four “new” interpretations on Resonare will be posted soon. After having an interesting debate with Rene Visco regarding which film genre Resonare is actually belonged to, another insight developed. I will include it in next vlog. I have to redo taping my ASL- verision exposition. The original clips of the last three interpretations were lost during the crash. My computer wiped out (ate) them. Yes, it is true! LOL! Anyway, I am not in mood to produce vlogs for a while — only writing for now!




