Believing in Santa
In my elementary school today, the kids were watching The Polar Express while they had an ice cream party for getting their multiplication tables. During the course of this party, there was a lot of talk about Santa Claus, including honest-to-goodness elementary-style POLLS of believers to non-believers.
Later on, one of my favorite kids (who has Asberger’s, or so it is called for the time being) is sitting there munching on his ice cream and says to me…
Boy: “Miss Eva, do you believe in Santa Claus?”
Me: “Yes! Of course!”
Boy: “Me too. I think [Bobby] does too…”
He paused for a moment, looking at his ice cream, and then said with conviction…
“Me, you, and Bobby… we just never stop believing.”