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During the holiday season, it is easy to forget the true meaning of Christmas. As clichй as this may sound I find it to be very truthful. There seems to be a lot of pressure put on regular everyday average Americans, to celebrate, share the good will and get that perfect gift for that special some one in your life. Possibly your lover, mother or brother. Each year the same trend seems to be followed. September and October roll around and the season begins to change. The trees color turn light red and yellow as they begin to loose their leaves. The temperature drops and it is soon October 31st, Halloween as we all know. A fun tradition that all enjoy participating in. Children dress up in costumes and run from door to door trying to spread cheer and collect as much sugary candy as possible. As fun as it all seems we all know what the true meaning of Halloween is and it is to prepare you for Thanksgiving.

At the same time pumpkins are being carved and candy is purchased, turkeys and Thanksgiving decorations are set up across department stores, grocery stores, and convenience stores nationwide. Once November is finally here, we are all ready bundled up in sweaters with turkey’s thawing in the kitchen sink, and football being viewed on television sets across America. Keeping the family together for what is only dinner. No tree, no presents, just thanks and giving, for family friends, health, or what ever you may be thankful for. The day after Thanksgiving, is consider by many as “Black Friday”, dreary as it may sound, Black Friday is the largest Christmas shopping day of the year. It is on this day that all hell seems to break loose and will continue its reign until January is here.

Christmas is recognized as he day that Jesus Christ was born. Jesus Christ to Christians is the savior of their people. After all the many of thousands of years after Jesus’ birth and death his birthday is still celebrated world wide by many cultures known as Christmas. And each culture has their own little twist to the holiday. Similar to the Easter Bunny on Easter, we some how adopt another character that has nothing to do with the birth of Jesus, and that character goes by the name of Santa Clause. An elder, fat, white haired man, wearing a red suit and stocking cap, with cherry red nose and a laugh that can bring joy and be heard for miles. He is known for living at the North Pole and traveling around the world by sleigh pulled by mystical flying reign deer. As crazy as it all sounds, I personally believed in the man at a younger age. This is strange, because he does not exsits. At least in today’s day and age. The very thought of a strange fat man breaking into a home via chimney and leaving a bunch of wrapped up junk under a dead tree seems ludicrous, and I would have called the police by now.

But this fantasy character is spoon fed. You hear about the man only once a year, and he can be read about in story books, he can be seen at your local mall, he is splashed all over stores and merchandise, written into cartoon shows and seen on the news and TV sitcoms. As much as Santa does not exist he is as real as president George W. Bush. Maybe respected a little more. And in a sense Santa Clause is the driving