Star Wars in Childhood

March 4, 2008

A revision of a post at

The enjoyment and appreciation of the Star Wars films has continued strong from one generation to the next to today 30 years later when each new generation has its own unique yet similar appreciation of the movies.  There are mainly two groups who have loved Star Wars those who were around at their creation and those who have always had Star Wars, since childhood.

            I am in the second group and experienced secondhand with everyone else in my generation.  We experienced Star Wars in childhood and it gave us something special.  For children who play, imagine and pretend Star Wars provided exciting and endless possibilities.  As children, the movies were new to us, and they held so much imagination within them: Wookies, Jawas, Ewoks, lightsabers, and spaceships. Our imaginations (I think especially the boys) stemmed off those ideas in play. I always wanted one of those speeders they used in Return of the Jedi.

            I also think it served as a good bridge moving from cartoons to movies.  They are pure fantasy and imagination like the cartoons children love but they appeared so real.  (I think this is why so many value the originals with the puppets and costumes over the new trilogy filled with CGI.)  Parents who love Star Wars seem to get a real kick out of sharing it with their children while there are at a young age.

            I am often surprised when I meet people who have not seen or dislike Star Wars. (Most whom I have encountered who do not like it have not seen it.)  I am beginning to believe that if you wait until adulthood to see the movies you are truly missing out.

            Check out this video of a three-year-old who has seen A New Hope just once.



March 4, 2008

There are certain experiences that many of us have in common or at least have similar experiences to.  For example many of us have stories about when we were first learning to drive.  Another example is that many have experiences with electricity.  It is all around us and imbedded in our homes.  At some point we are going to come at odds with it.  For many of us this happened in childhood as it did with me.  This is my electricity story.

            When I was a kid (I don’t remember how old but think I was still shorter than the door knob) we had a rocking horse that was on a pole frame and springs (I think we still have the horse).  It was a light blue and it looked like a horse of a carousel.  Now being a kid I used to pretend a lot and that day I wanted to pretend I was at a supermarket.  In my play I pushed the horse up against the near an electrical outlet.  I got on pretending it was one of those mechanical rides in front of the grocery stores and put my penny in the slot to start the fun. 

            When I put the penny in (that’s all you get when you’re a kid) I got a shock and sparks flew and smoke floated.  This freaked me out at first but realizing I was okay and wondering what had happened I cooled down and went to tell my parents, “There’s a fire in my room.” 

            They rushed over to see what I meant and what I did.  The sparks and smoke burned the outlet and a little of the wall.  Thankfully the curtains of the window directly above the outlet were too short to catch.  That outlet in my room is still burnt and my dad still has the burnt and partially melted penny.

            What are some of your experiences with electricity?