It’s time to crack open your advent calendars at home, and it’s time for the 2nd annual No Love For Fatties Advent Calendar.
Last year, I focused on music, and this year I’m going to focus on movies. I know – totally generic but whatever. I love Christmas movies!! And more so, the classics, the originals, the super obscure ones that I grew up watching on old VHS that we taped from the tv (yeah we totally did – don’t pretend you didn’t either!). Each day, there will be a post featuring a new movie that I enjoy watching. Maybe next year I’ll do something a little more original
Please note: there will be LOTS of gifs used so if you find them annoying, you have been warned.
Today’s movie is: Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.
It’s a cute little story about Virgina O’Hanlon in 1897. It’s a true story as well. She is 8, and she writes a letter to the New York Sun’s editor asking him if Santa is real – because her papa said, if it’s in the Sun, it’s so. Talk about some pressure for poor Mr. Editor!
Well, she’s friends with a newspaper boy who walks down to the paper and insists that the editor replies. The man does – and in the end pronounces that, Yes, Virgina, there is a Santa Claus!
I fully back papa O’Hanlon and if it was in the Sun, then it must be so!
Here’s a picture of the real Virgina and the editor of the Sun, Mr. Church.
And a copy of his response:
We take pleasure in answering thus prominently the communication below, expressing at the same time our great gratification that its faithful author is numbered among the friends of The Sun:
I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, “If you see it in The Sun, it’s so.” Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?
115 West Ninety Fifth Street
Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little. In this great universe of ours, man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence.
We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The external light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
You tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
No Santa Claus! Thank God! He lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.
*Provided via nysun.com*
Now, you might be wondering why I’m giving so much info on this post instead of just following my regular “post video and move on” type deal. Well, it’s because I can’t find the video!! Not the full one that is. But YouTube has been kind enough to have a 2-minute clip of Virginia’s teacher reading the letter at their Christmas party……the heathens!
I love how he says, that if there is no Santa Claus, then there could be no poetry or romance. Nothing to help us enjoy this existence. How awesome is that?! So, I think I’ll keep believing in Santa.