Santa is a victim of multicuturalism
The events I am about to describe are more or less true. Some details have been changed to protect the stupid.
As most of us probably know but don’t really think about most of the time, Santa Clause is not American. The Santa Clause tradition is Germanic. We might think of Santa as Dutch, but as with many other things the English colonists regarded as “Dutch,” the confusion lies in translation. The German word for Germany is “Deutschland” and German is simply “Deutsch.” The English Colonists had a tendency to consider things that were in fact Germanic (“Deutsch”) to be “Dutch” incorrectly assuming they were from Holland.
So, Santa is German. So far, no problem. Well, mix various American traditions of Santa (those from German-American areas such as Cincinnati with those from non-ethnic America like everywhere in the South) with more traditional German and other European traditions, with Asian culture, and even the Catholic Church in Japan and confusion is likely to ensure.
When we reflect, the whole Santa story is a bit of a stretch to begin with. It gains quite a bit of momentum in my opinion because the “I want to believe factor” is pretty good. I mean, you really WANT the story to be true, especially when you are young and full of wonder.
Anyway, in Germany (where, Santa is from), Santa Clause is traditionally celebrated as coming on December 6th or “Santa Clause” day. In Cincinnati, with its strong German heritage, there is a bit of a compromise between the typical American Christmas Eve Santa and the December 6th “Fatherland” Santa. December 6th has always been St. Nicholas Day, and December 24th is when Santa comes.
Problems start when this (albeit already thin) distinction between St. Nicholas and Santa Clause gets completely erased. At Sunday Mass on December 6th, the priest called all the kids around the altar and told them today was “Santa Clause” day and explained how “Santa Clause” came from the name Nicholause shortened to Klause, then pronounced “Clause.” Santa came in when “Klause” was canonized. Several of the European kids insisted that Santa had already come around December 8th or so.
The Euro/American split was probably bridgeable, but not in Asia. With all of the Japanese love of things western, they grab various pieces of the traditions pretty much at random. Laura had a class Christmas party complete with a visit from Santa. Santa was an American ex-pat from Hawaii (transplanted from the “48) now living in Japan. He also happened to be the party magician entertainment up until about 5 minutes before he was Santa. Now even at the smallest event in the U.S., there is a passable heavy jolly guy to be Santa when you need one. In Japan, you can’t be as picky. The bottom line is that not even Katie was buying it.
At this point, there were too many St. Nick/ Santa / Santa Clause discrepancies for Nathan to keep his own counsel. When I was explaining how the priest was telling the story of Bishop Nichololous who lived a long time ago, he took the opportunity to blurt out “You mean Santa Clause is dead?” Things didn’t really improve from there. The one thing all the kids seem to agree on is that they still want presents from someone on Christmas. As for me, I feel like it’s the end of my first semester in college. I’m having fun, but exams are a pain and even though I’m sure I’ll be ready to come back, right now I just want to get the heck out of town for a few weeks!
As most of us probably know but don’t really think about most of the time, Santa Clause is not American. The Santa Clause tradition is Germanic. We might think of Santa as Dutch, but as with many other things the English colonists regarded as “Dutch,” the confusion lies in translation. The German word for Germany is “Deutschland” and German is simply “Deutsch.” The English Colonists had a tendency to consider things that were in fact Germanic (“Deutsch”) to be “Dutch” incorrectly assuming they were from Holland.
So, Santa is German. So far, no problem. Well, mix various American traditions of Santa (those from German-American areas such as Cincinnati with those from non-ethnic America like everywhere in the South) with more traditional German and other European traditions, with Asian culture, and even the Catholic Church in Japan and confusion is likely to ensure.
When we reflect, the whole Santa story is a bit of a stretch to begin with. It gains quite a bit of momentum in my opinion because the “I want to believe factor” is pretty good. I mean, you really WANT the story to be true, especially when you are young and full of wonder.
Anyway, in Germany (where, Santa is from), Santa Clause is traditionally celebrated as coming on December 6th or “Santa Clause” day. In Cincinnati, with its strong German heritage, there is a bit of a compromise between the typical American Christmas Eve Santa and the December 6th “Fatherland” Santa. December 6th has always been St. Nicholas Day, and December 24th is when Santa comes.
Problems start when this (albeit already thin) distinction between St. Nicholas and Santa Clause gets completely erased. At Sunday Mass on December 6th, the priest called all the kids around the altar and told them today was “Santa Clause” day and explained how “Santa Clause” came from the name Nicholause shortened to Klause, then pronounced “Clause.” Santa came in when “Klause” was canonized. Several of the European kids insisted that Santa had already come around December 8th or so.
The Euro/American split was probably bridgeable, but not in Asia. With all of the Japanese love of things western, they grab various pieces of the traditions pretty much at random. Laura had a class Christmas party complete with a visit from Santa. Santa was an American ex-pat from Hawaii (transplanted from the “48) now living in Japan. He also happened to be the party magician entertainment up until about 5 minutes before he was Santa. Now even at the smallest event in the U.S., there is a passable heavy jolly guy to be Santa when you need one. In Japan, you can’t be as picky. The bottom line is that not even Katie was buying it.
At this point, there were too many St. Nick/ Santa / Santa Clause discrepancies for Nathan to keep his own counsel. When I was explaining how the priest was telling the story of Bishop Nichololous who lived a long time ago, he took the opportunity to blurt out “You mean Santa Clause is dead?” Things didn’t really improve from there. The one thing all the kids seem to agree on is that they still want presents from someone on Christmas. As for me, I feel like it’s the end of my first semester in college. I’m having fun, but exams are a pain and even though I’m sure I’ll be ready to come back, right now I just want to get the heck out of town for a few weeks!


































