Santa Claus

Jingling all the way the Christmas comes every year on 25th December and children becomes very happy as they know they will get lots of gift with a special gift from dear Santa Claus. 

The merry old man with red and white clothes comes every in the dark night of 24th December riding eight flying reindeer (later joined by Rudolph the red nosed reindeer) to fill the socks and stockings of the children with lovely presents. Santa lives in some secret village of north pole and enters the homes through the chimney. 

How make a quick smiling Santa face mask:


Requirement

  • white cardboard
  • cotton
  • Colors- red, blue
  • glue, scissor, thread etc.

Procedure:
  • Make big oval on the Cardboard
  • Draw two small ovals inside the big oval, for making eyes and fill them with blue.
  • Make circle in the place of nose and paint with red.
  • Then draw a triangle at top of the oval to make the Santa Claus hat and fill it with red color.
  • Now using glue and cotton, make beard and fringes of the hat and attach the cotton at both the sides.
Your Santa Claus face is ready to wear.

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About Santa Claus


  • Santa Claus is basically a mythical character still in the form of visual adaptation.

  • Santa Claus is popular name of Nicholas of Myra. He became famous during the middle Ages and thousand of churches are dedicated to him. Though St. Nicholas said to be died on 6th December, A.D. 342 but he is still alive in the heart of children as their dearest Santa Claus.

  • The name Santa Claus originally derived from the dutch version of Sint Klaas. In United States and in Canada he is known as Santa Claus.

  • Santa Claus his most popular name in the world. But he is also known as Shenhdan Laoren in China and U K he is Father Christmas with longer coat and beard. Like this he is Pere Noel in France, Papa Noel in Brazil and Peru, Christindl (the Christ Child) in Germany and Babbo Natale of Italy. The children of Spain, Costa Rica, Mexico get their Christmas gifts from el Nicesus

  • The gift giving tradition actually came from the generous nature of St. Nicholas. It is said that Santa Claus gives gold coins to the needy people.


Santa Claus Is Coming to Town Lyrics

You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town!

He's making a list,
And checking it twice,
Gonna find out who's naughty or nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town!
He sees you when you're sleeping,
He knows when you're awake.
He knows when you've been bad or good,
So be good for goodness sake!

OH!...You better watch out, You better not cry
You better not pout, I'm Telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Little tin horns, little toy drums.
Rudy-toot-toot and rummy tum tums.
Santa Claus is coming to town.

Little toy dolls that cuddle and coo,
Elephants, boats and Kiddie cars too.
Santa Claus is coming to town.

The kids in Girl and boy land
Will have a jubilee.
They're gonna build a toy land town
All around the Christmas tree.

SO!....You better watch out, you better not cry.
You better not pout, I'm telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.


In the poem 'Twas the Night Before Christmas', poet Clement Clarke Moore gave the picture of modern day Santa Claus. He Wrote,-

"Twas the Night Before Christmas"
"That was the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.....
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONDER and BLITZEN!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight

by - Major Henry Livingston Jr. (1748-1828)


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