CRISTMAS WRITING PROMPT – # 7 – SANTA’S GROTTO
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Today’s Christmas Writing Prompt is…
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This prompt is about Santa’s Grotto. First of all, I’ve never heard of such a thing, so I had to look up the meaning. Here’s what I found out:
It is a place where children can receive presents from a person dressed as Santa Claus.
Now, I know what it’s about.
It’s where Santa is set up on a big chair, to talk to the little kids. The kids tell Santa what they want for Christmas, and then may receive a candy cane or other small toy. The ‘grotto’ is usually set up pretty elaborate, with Christmas trees, decorations, and maybe an elf or two. Sometimes there is a photographer taking photos.
My kids liked their visit with Santa, I think. When very small, they were a bit afraid of the big guy in red, but later enjoyed it. 🙂
Now, I learned a new word today!
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© 2016 BS
teleportingweena 
Santa’s Grotto was always a big thing when I was young (talking early 1960’s here). We had a big department store in Leeds, Yorkshire and on the top floor, in the toy department was where Santa lived until Christmas Eve. You paid a fee and walked through the Grotto delighting in the tableaus that depicted everything kids expected. At the end, you met ‘him’. He was usually sat on a golden throne always with an Elf and a Fairy. You would get a present and a handshake and were moved on quickly. Always remember it.
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Ahh, that is a great memory of the Santa’s grotto you got to visit as a kid. It sounds like it was decorated wonderfully festive. 🙂
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Yeah. I’m not a big fan of Christmas these days, but your post invoked some nice memories. In fact, it inspired me to write a post about that time, which I’m in the process of doing right now. I’m creating a ping-back to your post if that’s okay.
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Sure, Tony! Glad the post brought back some fond memories that you would like to share. 🙂
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