Star Wars with the Kiddos

Okay, before I start telling you this small adventure, let me be clear to say that I do not have children, so I’m going to have to tell this little story of mine as it played out with my brother and one of my sisters. This stretches back several years, so remain patient.

Star Wars is something that seems to be a generational phenomenon. From its premier in 1977, the films, extended universe et al have become ingrained into our culture. Star Wars brings some social acceptability to geekiness, and has become a gateway for many people into the worlds of SciFi/Fantasy/Nerdy fandoms. (For more on this topic, read this tale from our newest blogger). Sharing star wars with the kids seems to be a right of passage among older nerds.

Though these days, we might also be able to say "Grandfather" too.
Though these days, we might also be able to say “Grandfather” too.

I was not “a fan” of Star Wars as a child. I didn’t hate it, but I wasn’t in love with it either. If anything, I was kinda afraid of it. There was a C3PO cardboard standee in my brother’s room that was creepy to the four year old me. (This should not mean much, because I was like Adrian Monk in that the child in me was afraid of EVERYTHING. Even E.T. scared the bejeebers outta me.)

Of course, I freaking loved Space Balls, even if some of the jokes were a little too mature for me.

Use the Schwartz
Use the Schwartz


Then, when I was a Senior in high school, the Special Editions came out. By this point in my life, I was slowly beginning to accept my inner nerd.
Dad took us to see the film in the dollar theater. My brother, four-year-old adoptive sister ‘Fluttershy’* and I sat in the theater watching the film excited to see it on the big screen. For my brother and I, it was super, because we were just at that ‘too young to see it in the theater’ when it first premiered.

My little sister sat the entire film with this face:

The entire film.
The entire film.

Well, we didn’t get a chance to watch the rest of the special editions in the theater, but we did rustle up copies of the films to watch at home and soon Fluttershy was obsessed with Star Wars. My brother put a Darth Vader poster on his door to keep her out of his room. He’d play the Imperial March to make her think that Lord Vader was in the House.
For my part, I put posters of the Heroes in the bedroom that 18 year old me shared with Fluttershy. Told her they’d protect her from Vader.

Well, time goes by, I go in the Army, and the Prequels start to show. I saw Episode I while in military training, went to Germany, got out of the Army. Then, episode 2 premiered.

By this point I was in my twenties an Fluttershy was around 8 or 9 years old.

I went to see Episode 2 on my own, then the next day took Fluttershy on our weekly “big sister kidnapping expedition” to see it in the theater.

Just as I suspected, Fluttershy was entranced. She watched the film, but started to ooh, ah, and coo over the dashing hero of the film, Anakin Skywalker.

“He’s soo cute”

so cute
What a QT.


“I wish I were her”


“Aww, at least his girlfriend has brown hair like me.”

Anakin and Padme
Look at that Hottie on the steed.


About half an hour before the end of film, she looks up at me and says “Moon, if this is Star Wars… Where is Darth Vader?”

I didn’t have the heart to tell her.

I had to bite my lip not to laugh out loud.

Years have passed. By the time Episode 3 came around, I was no longer living near my family to take her out to see it. And I probably won’t be able to see Episode VII with her either, again, because of distance.

But I’ll always remember that sweet little smile, going googly eyed over the adorable Anakin Skywalker/Hayden Christensen.

Do you have any memories of sharing Star Wars with a younger generation? Have any cool stories you want to share about Star Wars’ impact on your life? Contact Us and we can share your stories too!

*Fluttershy, by the way, is not my sister’s real name. I didn’t want to embarrass Sevannah by calling her by her real name in this semi-public forum.

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