The Real Santa--Kurt Chambers

Christmas will soon be upon us for another year. I don't know what it's like for you guys in America, but here in England it means everyone turns temporarily insane. The town centre becomes out of bounds as crazy shoppers take over the entire country. Why are they so crazy? Because nobody can find a parking space. England is tiny, and it has far too many people living in it. It's hard enough as it is to find somewhere to park on a normal day, assuming you can actually make it through the traffic to the town centre in the first place, but during the Christmas period, forget it! Once the madness and the preparations are over, we get to enjoy the good bits. Spending quality time with the family and being nice to each other. The all important presents. The kids having the time of their lives. Eating and drinking more than is humanly possible, and watching Christmas movies. Christmas movies are awesome to me as a writer of children's stories. They all have one major theme, the spirit of Christmas. This is by far the most important part. The true meaning of Christmas. This is the part I try to capture in every story I write, because it's just so awesome. It's almost magical in a world of cruel reality. On Christmas day during the war, soldiers on both sides stopped fighting and played football together in no man's land. The spirit of Christmas was the one thing in the whole world that could do that. I have a confession to make. I've never admitted this to anyone, and the only reason I'm saying it now is because I know there are no children reading this blog. If you're a child that has stumbled across this post by accident then you should stop reading immediately. Don't say you weren't warned! It's me! Yep, you may find it hard to believe being adults and all that, but I'm the one. I am Father Christmas, Santa himself....*long silence*.....It all started over twenty years ago when my first child was born . And if you think that's amazing you haven't heard nothing yet. This is going to make me sound a bit gay, but I don't care. I'm also the tooth fairy. Yep! It's a massive responsibility, and one I take very seriously. I laugh in the face of children who tell me Santa doesn't exist. That's like telling a horse that horses aren't real. How stupid children can be :) So, where am I going with this you may wonder. Well, my message is clear. Be good to each other, not just on Christmas day, but on every day. Be kind and thoughtful. Enjoy the simple things in your life like good food and the company of people that love you, and never take that for granted. And be aware, now you know who I really am, remember, I'm watching each and every one of you. If you don't play ball, I'm going to give you crap presents! haha!! Merry Christmas everyone :)