Friday, 28 October 2011

The night Santa got busted...(free movie ticket giveaway!)


Yesterday I posted a snap of my seven year old self. It reminded me of a whole host of other stuff that happened when I was that age.

We were a family of seven, all living in a very small, very creaky holiday shack in the middle of winter. It was a beach house right on the coast, in a tiny seaside village in West Sussex, in England. In the middle of winter. So all glorious family beach recollections can easily be replaced with much frostier memories. No sandcastles and swimmers. More like scarves and swift sea breezes against flint grey skies. But they were happy times.

The house was a rental. (From memory we were living there because we were 'between houses' - property settlement timings were evidently a horror then as they are now!) There were three small bedrooms for seven of us. I truly cannot remember where my older siblings slept. But my younger brother and I shared a room together. We were accustomed to this. Giggling and bickering at bedtime was the norm.

The carpeted hall outside our bedroom was long and reached the back door, which in turn stretched to the beach. When the winds were strong and winter coastal gales were headed in our direction, the high tide waves would edge closer and closer to the back door, seeping in. Carpet soaked. I recall many winter nights, snuggling, falling asleep, listening to the salt water creep and lap across along the hall carpet.

The crust of salt would be felt underfoot, with the damp, the next morning, along with the hiss of the gas fire, to try and dry out the carpet and keep us toasty.

Christmas time was spent in that house. Christmas Eve came, and my younger brother and I were hysterical in our excitement and anticipation - with me at age seven, my younger brother just five. I was at 'that age' of uncertainty as to whether Santa truly existed. Hopeful, but realistic.

I tried to keep myself awake that Christmas Eve, to try and figure out the whole Santa down the chimney, crinkling stockings on the end of the bed, presents under the tree mystery. Torn between my imagination and pragmatism.

I heard the creeping up the hall carpet. Sea water or Santa? A shadowy figure at the end of the bed who, I realised, smelled sweetly of Diorissimo. My Mummy. Gently laying rustling stockings stuffed with little pressies.

I scrunched my eyes tight shut, all of a sudden wishing I was asleep and hadn't spied her. I listened again as she crept back out of our room. I pulled the quilt up around my neck, and listened again.

I heard the creeping up the hall carpet. Sea water or Santa?

When and how did you find out that Santa had an apprentice?

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I have ten family movie passes to give away, to see the new Christmas Movie, Santa's Apprentice. Just make sure you are following my blog, and leave me a comment below?
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SANTA'S APPRENTICE


In time for Christmas, the heart-warming festive themed animation, SANTA'S APPRENTICE dashes into cinemas everywhere from November 10!

With an all-star voice cast including Shane Jacobson, Magda Szubanski, Delta Goodrem and Hugh Sheridan, Santa’s Apprentice follows the story of young Nicolas (voice of Jack Versace), a 7 year old Australian boy on his adventure as he struggles with the ups and downs of being the next Santa Claus. It's a big responsibility that would scare even the bravest boy – but Nicolas wants to be the best Santa ever. So he will have to learn a few lessons along the way. Christmas has a way of making even the biggest mishaps alright and thanks to his loving mentors, Santa (Shane Jacobsen) and Waldorf (Hugh Sheridan), Nicolas learns, as we all do, the true meaning of Christmas!

SANTA'S APPRENTICE takes you to a place where wishes really do come true and proves that sometimes, happy endings are only the beginning!

Distributed by Becker Film Group, SANTA'S APPRENTICE is an Australian-French Coproduction by Gaumont-Alphanim and Avrill Stark Entertainment Pty Ltd with the participation of Flying Bark Productions Pty Ltd, Gaumont, Cartoon Saloon and ORANGE CINÉMA SÉRIES. Centre National de la Cinématographie et de l’Image Animée, Bord Scannán na hÉireann / Irish Film Board.

Dashing into cinemas everywhere November 10 http://www.santasapprentice.com.au/

Open to Australian readers only. Winners drawn at random. Closes Weds 2nd November.

Winners all informed via email.

41 comments:

  1. Awwwww! *sniff* I didn't find out like that. I was sat down at the age of nine and advised that I needed to rethink my beliefs. Before I got teased at school!
    My mother did it really well, and she was in fits of tears, bless her. She told me that Christmas was really what was in my heart. The magic that is there IS Santa. That's what I learned, anyway.

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  2. Lovely story! I cant remember when or how I found out there was no Santa, but I had to play the game for years as I was the eldest of 4 Now like Being Me above I have always told the kids if they continue to believe then magic will be whether its Santa, the Tooth Fairy or Easter Bunny. Little Bit is 9 the week before Xmas she has not said so but I think her magic has gone.....sad :(

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  3. I cannot be sure but I was much older than when my siblings did maybe 9 -10 I truly wanted to keep believing.
    Loved your story Lucy , starting to feel like Christmas with 4 Christmas posts I've read today and ordering my first online (books) presents.

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  4. I cannot be sure but I was much older than when my siblings did maybe 9 -10 I truly wanted to keep believing.
    Loved your story Lucy , starting to feel like Christmas with 4 Christmas posts I've read today and ordering my first online (books) presents.

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  5. I can't remember the moment I found out either. Maybe I blocked it out. I love Christmas and the magical atmosphere, make believe or not.

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  6. I was devastated last Christmas when someone blew the whistle on Santa to my eldest. Fast talking was required but I do now think he only pretends to believe now to keep me happy.

    I did devote a whole blog post to it at the time...

    http://mylifeinthecountrytoday.blogspot.com/2010/12/santa-does-exist-farmboy-he-does.html

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  7. My big sister told me and showed me the stash of presents hidden in my parents room. Unbelievable at the time but Santa did bring those very same parcels. So disappointing.
    wendyhatton(at)yahoo.com.au

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  8. Aww Luce I can just imagine little you trying desperately to erase the image of mum putting presents on the end of the bed.

    I think it was just before I turned 9 that I found out... I was shopping with mum & she bought a whole stack of matching Christmas paper, the type Santa always used & it clicked what was going on. Mum looked at me so embarrassed because she had thought my older sister had already spoilt the secret for me a few weeks earlier!

    (PS don't enter me in the comp, going to see it in a few weeks already)

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  9. Following as Di from Max The Unicorn :)
    We recently took our son to see his first movie (the Smurfs) and he loved it and was quite well-behaved, so I'd love to enter for Santa's Apprentice! He's very into Christmas (isnt every kid!) so I think we'd have a great time. Thanks for the giveaway!
    djchilds at hot mail dot com

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  10. cute story, lucy...

    my youngest straight out said "there's no santa is there?".. he was a 3rd grader... he looked at me knowing the answer, yet seemingly not wanting the truth... "do you really want to know?" I asked. Tears rolled down his cheeks.. "Yes".... a sad moment for sure, for both of us....

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  11. My nan brought me home when i was maybe 8 and mum had all my presents out showing a friend what she had. Of course they did try and tell me that they were for her children not me but she had 2 boys and neither of them were into Barbie and the like lol
    My 11 year old i believe knows about Santa's helper but has the threat "If you don't believe he wont come" and "if you choose not to believe please don't break the magic of belief for your brothers and sister" Every year he tells me he believes with a bit of a wink and i never answer with a yes or no and am not sure i ever want to even for me :)

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  12. i think i was so young i don't remamber i just remember knowing that santa had all parents to help the children recieve their gifts.
    operationhotmother@hellokitty.com

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  13. I was around six. Santa used to shout HO! HO! HO! in a deep voice every Christmas morning but one year he tried to shout but couldn't as he had the same strep throat as my dad. Busted!

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  14. I don't remember exactly, I think around 6 or 7 as my older siblings kind of told me who Santa was..it didn't ruin the magic for me and I watching my children's eyes light up now when Santa comes and I still love Christmas movies.

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  15. I don't remember that moment. but I love all things christmas. this would be fab.

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  16. I remember the moment clearly. It was Easter, and I was sitting infront of the heater eating my chocolate egg. I was five, and I looked up to my Mum and said, Mum, you're Easter Bunny aren't you. A statement, not a question. Yes, she replied. I went on, Oh, so that means you're Santa too. Yes she answered.

    And that was that. I wasn't bothered or upset, I just went on eating my chocolate egg. I never told other children, I didn't fell like I missed out on anything. In fact, I was happier knowing the truth!

    I hadn't seen mum or dad sneaking in to leave gifts, I just think it all seemed a little ludicrous to my five year old self!

    PS - just commenting, don't put me in the draw lovely. xxx

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  17. Heya Lucy :D

    Thanks for this giveaway and hopefully I'm lucky this time!

    I found out when my Mum knew I was getting too smart for the whole caper and I came out with "Hey Mum HOW can Santa be at all the shopping centres in the world at once??"

    finally "It's magic hun..." didn't work anymore Mum said

    "They are all Santa's helpers, they are not Elves they are just apprentices, but if you ask them or say anything to them about it you don't get your presents!"

    I always vowed that I'd never lie to any kids I would ever have but I do say things like that cause as hubby pointed out, they shouldn't miss out on the magic of Xmas!

    Ho Ho Ho
    Amanda feline19811@hotmail.com

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  18. I can't remember how I realized there was no real big man, but I do remember trying to believe and not telling anyone about my doubts, after all, if you don't believe you certainly won't get the gift of your dreams...a cabbage patch kid.

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  19. Awww. Lovely story Lucy. I always knew Dad was Santa but we did have a lot of fun pretending. This looks like a fun movie. I LOVE Christmas movies!!!!

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  20. I knew form about 6 I think it was. I saw my dad. BUT at school when kids were arguing I used the argument "Look how big my dad is and his huge feet. We all sleep in the same room Christmas Eve (4 kids) and HE would have trodden on one of us if it was him not Santa" so that those who still believed could.

    That said, one year my dad DID step on my younger sister by accident. His response "Shh, don't wake your other sister!"

    And we got sat down at 9 or 10yrs old to be told, dad was quite shocked when I said' It's ok, I already know."

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  21. My siblings told me that Santa wasn't real :(

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  22. Our family is Christians so we didn't believe in Santa. However it was just as fun to wake up in the morning, bounce ecstatically on my Mum's and Dad's bed then rush to my brother's room till he woke up and try and work out what our presents were. :D

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  23. I honestly can't remember, but my mum still laughs out loud at the memory of my brother coming down the stairs on Christmas Eve to find my dad and grandpa playing with the car garage he would soon get from santa. Both had, well, "had a few" (lol) and apparently their stories and attempts to explain to my brother were hysterical.

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  24. what a gorgeous story.. I am always worried my kids will get up halfway through my leaving the presents.. I have told them that if they disturb Santa he wont leave all the presents so so far they have stayed tucked up in bed ;)

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  25. I can't really remember when I stopped believing. I was probably around 6 or 7 but remember mum telling me to keep it quiet around my sister who was 4 years younger than me.

    Santa was old-skool at our place. I remember one year he brought me cloves and garlic and onions (which when you're 5 is totally YUCK) mixed in with the presents - for those times when I was a bit naughty :-)

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  26. My big brother dropped the bombshell, tho he did advise me not to reveal that I knew to Mum and Dad, otherwise there'd be no pressies that year! I do remember being confused, as all other adults kept up with the charade. One Chrissie tradition my parents did year after year was the story that the fairies delivered the Xmas tree each year. So my brother and I would race downstairs each morning for two weeks hoping the tree would be there. About a week before the 25th, my parents would finally erect the tree and decs, and from the next morning, the magic of Christmas would begin for me!

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  27. I honestly can't remember. I am guessing though that I was much older and I would have found out in the school yard probably.

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  28. I'm following your blog and this is my comment! :O) Cheers

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  29. I really can't remember, I'm pretty sure I had to keep pretending for a couple of years though for my sister.

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  30. I remember it well. My older brother came out of the house and started asking questions!! I new he was up to something so I decided to be silly. When he asked who santa really was I joked and said it was mum. I thought I was so funny. Alas he reported back and that was it for me. I was crushed at christmas time - when my parents caught on and had to explain to me that there really wasn't a santa. I think it might be the root of all my current day issues!!!! (lol).

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  31. Awww. I can't remember when I found out but I have to guess that I was then told quite clearly to hold my tongue since I was the oldest.

    Thanks for the chance to win

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  32. I dont remember when I first remember finding out about Santa, I always loved the idea of it so it might have been around 9-10
    I hope my kids enjoy it for as long as possible!

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  33. SANTA!!! cant believe the year is coming to an end, this movie will be a great start to spreading the Christmas love:)

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  34. This is the first time I have read your blog - think I will become a regular follower now! Awesome!

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  35. I still believe in Santa - he always leaves something at my mums house for me and i'm 37. My 11 year old still believes although he did ask about the tooth fairy the other day - as my little one was in the car too I said when we get home we can talk in private. I got him alone and told him I would tell him the truth if he wanted to know. He replied that he thinks he might know the truth but would rather not know. (cue my heart breaking)

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  36. My older brother told me! It was a horrible experience!

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  37. A true family affair, this would be lovely!! thankyou for a chance :) following gfc

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  38. I think I was about 8...I remember I found the box of presents before Christmas and was too nosy for my own good. I was devastated when I found all those gifts in my santa sack on Christmas day.

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    Would love to see this christmas movie with my family, sounds like a great story.

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