Again, in class, we got into a discussion. Again I couldn't fully speak my mind.
Our instructor brought up Santa Claus. Most/all celebrated Christmas, most believed in Santa Claus. Of course I stood as the only who hadn't been fed the lie of the magical Santa Claus.
Later on I remarked that Christians shouldn't lie about Santa Claus, and others remarked Christmas wasn't as fun without him.
First of all, if we had time and I wasn't interrupted, I would have noted my Christmases were fun. It was a great time of family and fun, feasts and fine memories. Furthermore, belief in a fat happy man will bring presents every year is silly, especially when the real Saint Nicholaus was far more noble. Also, the gift of Christ is every single day, and the mystery is never revealed until death or his coming so no disappointment overcomes a person when they grow out of naiveté.
This is the only thing I dislike about this class; I'm sit frustrated in my own thoughts and not knowing if my point would be understood if I just explain myself fully.