I'd like to wish this OB a happy Sinterklaas
It's a celebration my country has held since the spanish wars in Europe.
It was first, long ago, a bed time story to scare the little children. In it a scary Catholic Pirate went to Holland on his ghost ship to kidnap bad children and take them away to hell.
Well after a hundred years the story changed when poeple discovered you could raise you're kid without treaths to their lifes too. Saint Klaas was born.
Instead of a bloddthristy pirate, he slowly was transformed into a nice Saint that arrived in our harbor dressed in red robes of a priest to give presents to those who were good, together with his army of friendly Piets, black man dressed in spanish conquistador robes.
That Story has still lived on to this day in my country:
every 21 november a man in red robes appears in our harbor with his piets and stays in our country till 5 december to shower us with gifts and candy.
When you put you're shoe next to the fireplace at the evenings, the next morning it's filled with candy.
Friendly piets march through the streets with presents.
And on 5 december, when everyone is fast asleep. Sinterklaas himselfs rides over the roofs on his horse and drops down presents and poems for all the children who have been good down the chimney.
Then he returns to his hide-out in spain, and craft more toys for next year.
don't you think that all has a striking resemblence to another certain man, dressed in red robes, with a pretty similar name who has started all of this a lot later?
Well, hope that clears up the mystery to you about Santa's origins......