This is something I wrote five years ago around Christmas time under the title “Long lost Mr. X”. I felt like posting it again on my blog this Christmas.
Up in the cold north, lives a chubby old man, with a long white beard. This man, with the help of more than a thousand elves, works hard all year long to make all sorts of gifts for all sorts of people. Every year, on the 25th of December, this man has an overnight marathon around the world to distribute all the gifts he has in his big red bag and spread the joy in every home. Sounds like a hectic night for an old man like him; fortunately he has his transportation to help him do the job: a flying sleigh carried by a number of flying rein deers whose leader has a red nose to distinguish him from the rest. This old man, enters every home through its chimney, leaves his gifts under a well decorated tree or in special socks usually hanging on the chimney, after drinking a glass of milk and eating some cookies that are usually waiting for him on the table as a sign of gratitude from the household. Of course his first condition and rule to visit any home is an all-year long good behavior from its members.
Once every worthy home is visited and there are no more gifts in his big red bag, he heads back home up in the north to work again all year long to prepare his next expedition.
Bless his heart,,,
In time, people grew fond of this old man and started await and prepare for his arrival from the beginning of December. It was regarded as a jolly season.
Streets were decorated with lights in the forms of stars, bells and angels to attract him. Homes were decorated with trees and all sorts of lights and ribbons. Small figures of him were sold in shopping centers; his clothing became a new trend. He created a new shopping mania. Sales owners were crazy about him.
Songs were sung to praise him, all kinds of joyful songs; songs about him, his rein deers, his elves, songs about trees and decorations, love songs about him; and the occasional few songs about a certain baby boy who was born about 2000 years ago in a manger and whose birthday was also celebrated on the 25th of December. However, news about this little boy was quickly forgotten after he was replaced by the old man who works hard all year long to make everyone happy.
Rumors say they used to call that poor baby’s birthday Christmas, but now after the arrival of the ever popular old man, it’s called X-mas, for no one knows who he really is and honestly no one really cares.
People started greeting each other during this special period saying: Merry X-mas or Happy Holidays or Season’s Greetings. It doesn’t really matter what they would say as long as the old man is happy. They can say Happy Santa day or even Happy Tree Day for all he cares. As long as it’s all about him, he has no problem with it.
Bless his heart,,,
Happy birthday Mr. X,,, I love you.