by: Jordan Vetro

Merry Christmas from the Voice on the Street!

Our question of the issue is “When did you stop believing in Santa Claus (if ever)?”

In the spirit of the holidays we had everyone dress up like me. (Don’t try and understand, just accept; it’s better that way.)

I was 16. When I was about 10 I saw a silhouette of Santa and his Reindeer in the moon, and I thought; “Oh, it’s true.” It took me till I was 16 to give that up and realize it was probably an advertisement or an illusion or something.
–Mike Salvatore

About 8 or 9. Later I realized his name was Panty Slaus.
–Dan Cook

I’ve never believed in Santa Claus.
–Matt Cardases

About 2.
–Stephanie Vincent

I have never believed in Santa Claus. My parents strongly felt it was a consciously immoral thing to do; that is to lie to your children from a very early age. The fact that parents all over North America today can so consciously lie to their children is positively deplorable. I completey agree with my parents’ decision to keep me from such a misguided tradition, and I strongly feel that if the world only had more of Jesus in their lives, they would change. “I am the way, the truth and the life” sayeth the Lord, and the key word here is truth.
–Tabitha Rozeluk

I was 14.
–Jason Edgar

I’ve never believed in Santa Claus.
–Steve Kay

I’ve never believed in Santa Claus.
–Julie-Anne Wideman

I was four. I was at the Santa Claus parade and I indignantly asked my mother why all the reindeer were made out of cardboard.
–Janice Anderson