SomethingAboutMe & Seasonchallenge - Saint Nicholas' miracles

For this week SAM hosted by my friend @bluemoon and for my #seasonchallenge, I will tell you a story. One of my memories around Saint Nicholas, the first celebration of the Winter holiday season.

This jolly old man is known as the protector of children. It is also thought that praying to Saint Nicholas before an exam, you will surely be successful. But please note: studying is also very important, the saint can do miracles but not for the lazy ones. Trust me, I tested it. 🙂
Saint Nicholas is the one who brings gifts to children and leave those treats (as this is what children should receive: sweets and fruits, but latrly...) in their shoes. I think this is the only day of the year when children actually clean their footwear. 😂

Many years ago, me and my sister were no different than other children. We were starting to hyperventilate on 1st of December although Saint Nick was supposed to arrive on 6th. Cleaning shoes, trying to find the right spot to place them...these were our main concerns. And the very long hours of waiting, the struggle to fall asleep on St. Nick's Eve...it was an exhausting celebration, trust me. I will not even mention the fear of finding a twig in our boots (as the nice old man has customised presents for the naughty kids 😉). We were never disappointed though: the boots were always filled with sweets, fruits and toys...and a twig, always a twig.

Years passed and we started to hear rumors that presents are actually coming from St. Nick's messengers, our parents. This theory had to be proven, it couldn't be true. I mean...we saw his horse's tracks, he was always coming during the night when everybody was asleep, the cookies we were leaving for him were gone (we always left some homemade biscuits for the saint, my father's favourite sweets). There must be a catch and we were determined to find out what was happening.
The plan was simple. As soon as everybody was asleep, me and my sister would go in the living room (where we placed the shoes) and hide under the couch. This way we could learn what the truth is.
Soon after mom checked if we were sleeping, we listened to the door. Complete silence so we went to the living room and hid under the couch. Imagine two little girls, four big eyes carefully monitoring the dark room. I remember we were so excited, holding our hands and refraining to speak so we didn't divulge our strategic position. Time passed by, minutes seemed hours. Eyes were growing heavy but we were determined to resist. The next thing I remember was the sun rays warming my face. Half of the body was still under the couch while my sister's hands were wrapped around my feet.
Disaster!!!! The shoes were filled with presents, biscuits gone and no trace of Saint Nicholas. He did it again! I mean...how can he not be real since he worked his magic on us and made us fall asleep? 🙂

Do you have memories of Saint Nicholas and his wonders?

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Check out the challenge started by me and @erikah, SeasonChallenge. We would love to learn about your impressions towards the Winter (these being the theme until 28th of February).

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