The first movie I ever fell in love with was: Star Wars. From my very first viewing (at the drive in) I was hooked and another Star Wars geek was born..
Man, I wanted to be Princess Leia so freaking bad I could taste it. "Aren't you a little short for a Storm Trooper?" Is my fav line; she was the toughest, coolest chick I had ever seen and a princess to boot. It's still one of my all time fav movies.
The first book I read and read until the spine broke and all of the pages started to fall out was:
J.R.R. Tolkein's The Hobbit. When I first ventured into Middle Earth, everything else around me fell away and I never wanted to leave! Recently, I had the pleasure of introducing this book to my 4th grader. She absolutely loved it and we have had many, many book discussions since.
A little bit about My First Love:
I closed my eyes and turned my face into that wind, truly delighted by it's unexpected coolness. When I opened my eyes, he was there. He stood stock still and perfect before me, like some sort of ridiculous bronze sculpture. Why would this perfect man, be staring at me? I had to be sure. I turned around and looked over my shoulder, just to see if there was some hot blond coming up behind me. I could tell he was slightly amused by this. In two giant strides, he closed the distance between us. Then he smiled at me. I had thought the sun was brilliant today, but it was nothing compared to that smile.
"You're a Freshman, right?"
"Um yes." Was my patheticness that apparent?
"You have that lost look." Guess so!
"I, um, uh, need to find a building. I mean A-building, not "a building". I need to get to Western Civ." Duh! I answered him with all the eloquence of Mr. Bean. I couldn't believe how bad I was blowing this.
"My next class is in A-building. I'd be happy to walk you there."
The way he was looking at me, man, no one had ever looked at me like that before! I knew I should walk away. I screamed at myself, look away, look down, look anywhere but up into those amazing green eyes. But for the life of me, I could not. Something in his eyes, held the power to leech my will and hold me back. It wasn't until he reached out his hand, and I accepted it, my body could move again. I should have instinctively known, right then and there, his influence on me was not natural. I suspect deep down inside I did, but I just didn't care.
My first love was as hot and relentless as that August sun. It completely consumed me. When it was over, I was left with the realization that I would never love anyone with that much reckless abandon, ever again. He stole a little piece of my soul, the very first time I looked into those eyes. And I have never gotten it back.
I couldn't remember the first song I ever fell in love with. So here's a song, that I Love, Love, Love Thought it was appropriate for this Blog Fest !