Yes Vir­ginia, There Is A Santa Claus

Do you remem­ber the Christ­mas Spe­cial “Yes Vir­ginia, There Is A Santa Claus”? That was a favourite of mine as a child. Lit­tle did I know, it was based on an real lit­tle girl who wrote a let­ter to news­pa­per in 1897. Vir­ginia O’Hanlon was get­ting teased by other lit­tle chil­dren who didn’t believe in Santa Claus. After talk­ing to her dad, he told her to write to The Sun, a promi­nent news­pa­per. He told her “If you see it in The Sun, it’s so.”

See the orig­i­nal arti­cle and movie below:


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, your lit­tle friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skep­ti­cism of a skep­ti­cal age. They do not believe except 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 eter­nal 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 they 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 may 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, fancy, 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 he lives for­ever. A thou­sand years from now, Vir­ginia, nay, ten times ten thou­sand years from now, he will con­tinue to make glad the heart of childhood.

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