What has happened to me has been the very reverse of what appears to be the experience of most of my friends. Instead of dwindling to a point, Santa Claus has grown larger and larger in my mind and fills almost the whole of it. It happened in this way.<\/p>\n\n\n\nAs a child, I was faced with a phenomenon requiring explanation. I hung up at the end of my bed an empty stocking, which in the morning became a full stocking. I had done nothing to produce the things that filled it. I had not even worked for them, or made them or helped to make them. I had not even been good \u2013 far from it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And the explanation was that a certain being whom people called Santa Claus was benevolently disposed towards me. What we believed was that a certain benevolent agency did give us those toys for nothing. And, as I say, I believe it still.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I have merely extended the idea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then, I only wondered who put the toys in the stocking. Now I wonder who put the stocking by the bed, and the bed in the room, and the room in the house, and the house on the planet, and the great planet in the void.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Once, I only thanked God for a few dolls and crackers. Now, I thank him for stars and street faces, and wine and the great sea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Once, I thought it delightful and astonishing to find a present so big that it only went halfway into the stocking. Now I am delighted and astonished every morning to find a present so big that it takes two stockings to hold it, and then leaves a great deal outside.<\/blockquote><\/p>\n\n\n\n
–From “The Other Stocking” which may be found there<\/a>.<\/p>
My Christmas stocking from when I was a child. It was hanging up at Mum and Dad's place for Christmas. If I remember correctly, it was knitted by my Nanna.#TheDrumAndPage<\/a> pic.twitter.com\/nkSU7zb70p<\/a><\/p>— Adam Is What I Give (@RevHappiness) December 28, 2024<\/a><\/blockquote>