During my two readings I have done about Saint Nicholas, I have noticed a few things and some patterns about the stories. It is a well-known time of the year; I’m talking about Christmas.

For sum this is their most favorite time of the whole year, others, not so much. Regardless, wither or not you like it, something very special happens around this time of year. You may or may not participate but as the saying goes; you better watch out, you better not cry, you better not pout, I’m telling you why… Santa Claus is coming to town.
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In my reading of ‘Twas the night before Christmas, I noticed that the author described him on a sleigh with eight reindeer named Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, and Blixen. He had the classic big bag full of toys and went up onto the roof of the house and came down through the chimney. The Dad in the story woke up and caught Santa in the house. He was describing him as a short man with a big belly and white bread. He came off very friendly but did not speak.

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In my reading of the legend of Saint Nicholas, St. Nick lost his parents in an epidemic. They passed on all of their fortune to him. He was a young man at the time and decided he was going to help out those who where less fortunate. He did not want his townspeople to know his identity so he did all his good deed in secretly.

In conclusion, I have made the connection that in both stories his identity is disguised and he his doing good deeds. Where did the reindeer come from? Where did the story that the majority of us know and experienced through our child hood come from? This story made up some of my greatest child hood memories and to this day brings family’s close together to celebrate.

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