In case people don’t know, Star Wars is very important to me. Ever since I was a kid, I lived and breathed Star Wars. It was my religion.
I remember the first time I ever watched A New Hope. I immediately fell in love with it. I believed that a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, the Empire was defeated by the Rebel Alliance and achieved galactic freedom.
Star Wars is a classic tale of good versus evil. The first film, A New Hope, focuses on the Rebel Alliance’s attempt to destroy the Death Star. Meanwhile, a young farm boy gets tied up into the battle after his home is destroyed during the Galactic Empire’s destructive search for two droids carrying plans crucial to the Rebel’s victory.
About half an hour into the movie, Han Solo, captain of the Millennium Falcon, and his copilot Chewbacca are introduced. Solo’s job was to bring Obi Wan Kenobi, a Jedi knight, and Skywalker to Alderaan, where Princess Leia Organa will collect the two droids from Skywalker. Unknown to the crew, Alderaan has been destroyed and Leia is being held captive by the Empire.
Long story short, Han, Luke and Leia work together to escape the Death Star and help the Rebels destroy it. Spoiler alert, Obi Wan dies fighting Darth Vader.
As a kid, I was mesmerized by Star Wars. I thought it was the greatest thing in the galaxy. I dreamed of the day I would grow up and pilot my own ship across the universe. As an adult, I have a complete Han Solo costume (blaster included) and I’ve “piloted” a Millennium Falcon simulation (thanks to the Leia to my Han).
Star Wars made a huge impact on my life. It shaped my childhood into something great, and I recommend everybody watch it. May the Force be with you.