Was That Santa Claus

It was that time of the year again, Christmas time. Johnny loved Christmas especially when his parents, his sister and himself put up their Christmas tree, laden with ornaments, in the living room. Many of these ornaments he had made himself when he was younger and he was glad that his mom put them up every year. The tree usually went up the last week in November so that they had almost an entire month to enjoy it.
Closer to Christmas Day, his mom would start baking her traditional cakes and cookies. The scent of black cake, sweet bread and cassava pone attacked his senses as soon as he came home from school on evenings. His mouth watered in anticipation. On baking days they usually had home-made bread for dinner, hot out of the oven. Johnny usually over-ate on those days.
Another favourite part of the season was when school closed and their mom took them to visit the various malls around the country. The Christmas decorations were beautiful and added to the excitement of the season.
On the night before Christmas, his mom read to them the book, “The Night Before Christmas”. Johnny was a bit skeptical about Santa Claus and his reindeer visiting all the houses in the world to leave presents for good boys and girls. He had not worked out yet how the presents got under the tree but he doubted that it was Santa Claus.
After the story, his parents tucked him in and he fell asleep immediately. Around midnight he was jolted awake by a noise on the roof. What could it be? Who could be on the roof in the middle of the night? Could it really be Santa Claus? He listened for some more sounds but could not hear anything. After a while he just put it down to his imagination and fell back asleep. He was awakened the next morning by his sister urging him to come and open his presents.
He raced downstairs to the Christmas tree. Underneath there was a pile of gifts with his name on it.
“Where did all these presents come from?” He asked his parents who just looked at each other and smiled.
“From Santa Claus silly,” his sister told him. “Didn’t you hear him on the roof last night?”