Will you wrote a letter to Grandfather? In the Soviet Union, it seems to be only in cartoons. Moreover, in Great Ustyug, the grandfather then did not live and was unclear where to send a letter.
But now many rely more on magic than in Russian Post, and letters with wishes are sent by anything, but not through the mailbox. We asked our readers to tell the stories related to the messages from their children by Santa Claus.Grandfather, are you exactly flying?
My husband and his younger brother, as a child, left a letter to Santa Claus on the windowsill, certainly at the half-open handle. Once the senior appeared suspicion. He decided to check whether the letter will take the grandfather, if you "forget" open the window. Well, Santa Claus and "could not" take a letter on that day, and did not take the next two, because the route is different, the plans for the collection of letters were broken. Then "managed to carve time and took," finally, and the brothers together with their parents were experiencing whether Grandfather could have been able to fulfill the desire, the time was less than the grandfather left, and a lot of children. When it turned out that I had time, there was no limit.
Branch
I convinced my children that Grandfather Frost would get a letter through the freezer. In the evening we put, at night the mysterious way disappears. No, well, where else can the grandfather have a post office?Dear Santa
I once told younger sister that if you write a santa Claus, and Santa Claus, then the gifts will be better, imported. In half with sin and with the help of the dictionary we wrote in writing, and the question arose: how to send it? I came up with the go on the move that we need to put under the pillow and he would take from there. The sister was laughed, but under the pillows we put letters. I must say that we slept on one double bed. All night sister to catch me in deception, did not wash the eye and then it climbed a hand under the pillow, checked whether the letter disappeared. At some point I guessed, quickly shoved my fingers under her pillow and pushed the letter to the gap between the mattress and the back of the bed. Then he also quickly threw on the carpet into the same gap and his letter. Sister, checking the message once again, even cried and sat down, was so surprised. I checked if I did not hide the letter under the blanket or under my pillow and finally assured that Santa took everything.
But here she could not calm down and fall asleep, discussed how he did - and I needed to throw her a gift! Chocolate "Mars". I vaguely knew that a gift was put in socks, but ... how? Pull out the sock from the closet and put next to? The wardrobe creaks, I all overdone. In the end, I stuck chocolates right into that sock in which my sister was sleeping. That she was surprised when he woke up! But then I almost did not fit, because I forgot that the gift should be put up and myself. I had to question: "And what Santa did not bring anything to you?" To make a sad face and explain that, it can be seen, badly led last year. The sister was deepened and shared chocolate with me.
Answer please!
When my son was seven years old, he first wrote a letter to Grandfather Frost. It ended with the words: "If you really have, write me, please, such a letter so that I immediately understand that it is you !!!" As a result, Pope spent the entire New Year's Eve on the balcony, leaning around the same thing to be lazy with a linen rope as insurance: thawed the letters as a back to sleep outside on the window. It was enough for a big inscription: "This is me. Santa Claus." The son is just dumbfounded when he saw the "Message" in the morning.
List
Our daughter is the first and last time wrote a letter to Santa Claus when she was six years old. The letter turned out to be a long list! And most of the items were financially unavailable for us. Under the Christmas tree, I found my daughter, as I remember, paragraph four, Tamagotchi. And the letter in which Grandfather Frost declared that he prepared everything that was in the list. But at a time can give only one gift, so now every year will produce one thing from the list. When in eleven daughter got a set of velvet gum, she was angry and said, they say, enough already mock the child, I do not believe in Santa Claus for a long time. When I got it in seventeen crimson cassette (!) Player with headphones, wildly laughed. Cheating, asked, and how many in general there were points in the letter? We recalled that twenty one. "I hope at least one of them was a motorcycle," she said. We did not even confirm nor deny. Let's see how to continue to behave. Maybe then find a motorcycle somewhere in that letter.Gift
It was still in the nineties. I went home, I discovered in the entrance obviously on the drunk of a shaped man, in T-shirt and pants, but without shoes and other clothes. The face is decent, only drunk and frozen, does not think anything. For him, my neighbor lent some old clothes of her deceased swelker, helped a man to walk before the injury, gave testimony in the police, then gave him money to the tram. On the morning of January, well, more precisely early in the day - the doorbell. I open. Batyushki! That man stands, in hand flowers, cake, some package with food. In general, I decided to thank the surprise to thank the flowers and the products and go home. It was not here! The corridor crashes the son and shouts:
- Hooray! Grandfather Frost read my letter!
- And you asked for a cake, yes? - asks a man.
- I asked for a new dad, decent, non-drinking, with work! And the old one was bad and generally left me!
In general, the baby decided that the man is a new dad and live with us. But the man was not confused, entered the apartment and quietly says that:
"You just don't tell me, I am Santa Claus." I have nowhere to take you new dad, because the economic situation in the country is difficult. But I can turn into dad for one day, and this day is today!
In general, he hung up all day with my son, they played something that was told to each other. Together, they donate, dinner, at the nine man put to sleep and gone. Victor Semenovich called him, he was married and could not stay with us could not, and I still incredibly grateful to him for the day when he was my child a good dad. It was a really good day, the boy remembered him later with delight.
The article prepared Lilith Mazikina