I am thrilled to be working alongside my brother on this
new project, my first ever blog experience. Let’s just say I’m happy Mario will
be dealing with the more technical aspects of this endeavour. I’d like to start
off by saying that I became an avid Harry Potter fan thanks to my brother. I
vividly remember that Christmas on which he received the books. The next day,
he basically recited the entire first book from memory. I might add that it was
the most detailed recitation I’d ever heard. I therefore didn’t even have to
read the first book for a couple years, seeing as I had been told the entire
story!
All kidding aside, I only started reading the series
after seeing the first movie. That was a very memorable event. It came out on
November 16, which was a Friday. Seeing as there was no movie theatre in our
small town, my siblings and I were not very hopeful of seeing the movie on
opening night. That night, as most weekends, we went to visit my grandma in a
slightly bigger town, which happened to have a theatre of it’s one. The game
was on; it was four kids against one adult. My mother didn’t know what hit her;
we managed to sneak a spot in the never ending line at the theatre (with the
help of a few friends) and managed to convince her to let us see the movie.
Since she was outnumbered by crazy fans, she gave in. During our wait in line,
my mother received a call from our father (also a fan of the series), who
worked in a city a couple hours away from the town we were in, telling her he
had managed to get tickets for the entire family for the 10 p.m. viewing. Well,
we were just ecstatic! We quickly ditched our spots in line to head to a bigger
and better theatre for the full experience. Let’s just say the 2-hour drive was
not going by fast enough. We were so excited and did not shut up during the
entire trip. We made it in a nick of time, the previews were already playing. We
all sneaked into the theatre and found the seats my dad had saved for us while
my mother went to the washroom. That trip to the washroom seemed to have lasted
a while seeing as my mother only joined us half way through the movie. It turns
out she had entered the wrong theatre. When that viewing ended, and she didn’t
find us at the exit, that she realized her mistake. She ended up watching the
same half of the movie twice that night! I’ll never let her live that one down.