A Story a Day — Yes, Virginia, There Is a Santa Claus

I decided the other day that I wanted to do something everyday to help keep me in the spirit of Christmas.  I thought maybe reading a short Christmas story everyday was just the ticket!  Then, as I was laying in bed a while ago….. ( yes, I’m awake!  I can’t sleep right now!) ….. I got the idea that it would be fun to share those stories here on my blog with all of you!  So, everyday till Christmas, I will be sharing a story with you!  Some of them you may have heard, some of them maybe not….. but either way, I hope to help brighten up your Christmas season with them!

When I was in college, I had the opportunity to be a part of a community Christmas show.  It’s one of the funnest musical versions of a Christmas Carol that I have ever seen.  It’s called, “The Stingiest Man In Town”  No one ever does it…. but the music and story are very fun.  I got to play Scrooge’s girlfriend from his past.  You know… the one he didn’t end up marrying because he was so concerned about money?  Yeah… it was fun.  I had a nice song, but the best song in the show in my opinion was a song called, “Yes, There Is A Santa Claus”.  It was sung by what I think would be the Mrs. Crachit character.  It’s always been a favorite of mine and reminds me very much of the story that appeared in the New York Sun in 1897.  You may have heard the reply the newspaper gave to the little girl named Virginia who wanted to know if there was really a Santa or not.

Here’s the story:virginiasanta

Yes, Virginia, There is a Santa Claus

Editorial Page, New York Sun, 1897

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:

Dear Editor,

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?

Virginia O’Hanlon

Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except what 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.

I love that.  The song, I think, may have been based on this story.  Several years ago they made a cartoon version of “The Stingest Man in Town”.  Jim Backus of Mr. Magoo fame was the Scrooge character.  While it was nice to hear some of the music… the cartoon version left out some of the story and songs and wasn’t as charming as the actual show…. BUT…. they did do “Yes, There Is a Santa Claus”.  So….. here is the cartoon version of it.  At least you can hear all the words to the song this way!  I hope you enjoy it!

I am grateful!  How are You?




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