, he was called ded maroz
which means grandfather frost
, the russian equivalent of Santa Claus
, but as soon as we came to America
, we called him both. In Russia, people celebrated New Years day
like Christmas so even if you are not Christian
, you still have a holiday you celebrate like Christmas
I believed that Santa Claus existed until I was 7 or 8. I was bored and started to rummage through my grandmother's closet and found a doll. My present, I thought.
Our apartment when we first moved to America was very small and there wasn't many places to hide presents. I ran up to my sister, thrusting the box with the beautiful baby doll in it. "Is this for me?" I asked. My sister looked at me wide-eyed. I still remember the look on her face, complete shock. "It-It's not for you," she stuttered. "Yes it is," I said. "No, no we were going to give it to another girl," she said.
I decided that I still wanted to be a baby for a few more years and pretended that I believed her. "But we could get you a doll like this if you want," she said. "Okay," I replied.
From then on and until about 6th grade I pretended until my sister told me. I told her that I knew and I think she knew that I knew. Now I am convinced that he was made by the Coca Cola Company.