Oh, I Just Can't Wait to be King

I spent most of all Saturday watching movies. First of all i watched the end of Blades of Glory, all the end of Ferris Bueller's Day off and the end of Pretty in Pink. Then Paul Gabbi and Paula picked me up so we could go to Paula's to watch yet another movie. After the longest debate I've ever had choosing a movie we ended up watching Lion King. I had forgotten how many times I have watched that movie. I felt like a child again, and I'm sure that Gabbi and Paul squared could attest to that because i was acting like one too, getting extremely over excited for each part. I definitely miss the feeling of childhood. How everything was so neat. Constantly asking me mom, 'what is that, what is this, what does that mean, how does this work' or the so many "what if..." questions. Like ridiculous amount of What if questions that were really dumb when i think about them. Like "Mom, what if the sky was purple" I remember asking that exact question and i think my mom replied if it was purple the sky would fall. I give my mom kudos to all the answers she gave me as a child. I can't wait for the ridiculous questions my kids ask. But I decided I definitely wanna have a movie Marathon of all my childhood movies. So here is every movie I LOVED as a child I bolded the ones that i watched the most and were my my up most favorite and the ones largened are my VERY VERY VERY favorite.

Balto

Lion King

Pete's Dragon

The Goofy Movie

The Rescuers

The Rescuers Down Under

An American Tale - Fival Goes West

Adventures in Dinosaur City

Lassie

The Swan Princess

The Troll in Central Park

Thumbilina

Fern Gully

The Pebble and the Penguin

101 Dalmations

All Dogs go to Heaven

Homeward Bound

Air Bud

Beauty and the Beast

Cinderella

The Fox and the Hound

Robin Hood

Hercules

Annie

The secret of NIHM

The Never ending Story

The Arisocats

Black Beauty

Charlotte's Web

The Great Mouse Detective

The Land Before Time

Oliver and Company

Who Framed Roger Rabbit

Mary Poppins

Dumbo

Snow White

Alice in Wonderland



Just Visiting

Now that i am 19 my Dad has been begging me to go to the pub ona saturday morning with him so finally this morning I went. Walking in was weird, since I can remember that place has been my dad's second home. I have pictured the inside many many times i don't really know what I expected but it was not what i thought it would be like. It was rather small in there, well i mean smaller than i thought it would be. You always picture bars like those college ones you see on movies or tv shows, this wasn't it. It was more like a 90's feel, kinda tacky and outdated..except the really cool dishwasher that the waitresses just put the glasses on, it was conveyor typesk. The only words I can put into the experience was weird, it just felt odd.

But the food was mervellous and I will definately be going there with friends later on becuase no dish is over 10 dollars, not even one and apoparently its the best food in the lower mainland.

LIFE KIDS 2010

So it's definately been awhile! Life has been super duper busy. The week after my last post was kids camp! I cannot believe how extraordinary it was. I keep having dreams that its still happening and then waking up fully expecting that i'm back in that week. It is in fact a saddening feeling that it is indeed over, but its exciting to think about all the kids that were saved and have their lives changed and that next year is coming up! The last week basically all i can talk about it kids camp. I think my family and my friends that weren't part of kids camp are sick of hearing me talk about it. I'm sure. I keep telling the following stories; only these are just tid bits because well..then i would just ramble on remembering how amazing those moments were and you would just be bored.
Keasen - that kids just makes my heart grow and break all at the same time.
"everywhere we go..people wanna know.." - team cheer
The Bethlaham Boys and The Galilee Girls Morning arobics
How i still have Boom Chicka boom, Battlefeild, and many more songs stuck in my head.
Kareoke Star Sr.
The kids had to pick out kitchen utensils not knowing that would be what they are dinner with.
Monk's dinner and dog food. Oh my.
Colossal Canyon...Paula + No hands.
Bus rides.
When Jesse's team won, and still to this day he is gloating about it
Baptism
ALL the kids and how much fun I had with them.
and just everything in general.

Get an idea of how awesome kids camp was because i'm 100% sure i'm missing alot there.

Found it!

The Key of the Kingdom by Ed Reed
When we were children we possessed the key to a kingdom such as this world has yet to see.
Wherever we went by lakes, pools and streams, in woods, meadows, and fields,
There was a world beyond belief in which anything could be something else.
A world whose every corner would yield some new adventure or surprise.
A world in which we ruled and was ours alone.

Only we children had the key, the key of the kingdom.

A world inhibited by goblins, dragons, trolls, witches, and green-skinned three-eyed floops.
A world of enchanted geography, magic forests, glass mountains and fountains of youth.

In this world we held our castles made of TV boxes against marauding bands of Vikings.
Armed with swords made of lattice and shields taken from the tops of garbage cans.

We sailed with Columbus across the uncharted waters of a lily pond.
We descended with Captain Nemo to 20,000 leagues beneath the bathwater.
We went west with the pioneers by coaster wagon,
And to the East with Marco Polo by tricycle.
We defied savage Indians from the next block and returned alive in time for an afternoon nap.
We hunted fierce man-eating squirrels,
We dared damnation by taking the trainer the trainer wheels off our first bicycle.
We did a zillion billion other brave, courageous, bold, fun things.

Now that we are older, wiser and more mature this kingdom no longer has our allegiance.
We have lost the key and it has perished with the rest of the misuse and neglect.

Age is the grave yard of all our youthful hopes, dreams and experiences.






I found the poem online. The poem that I have loved since I read it in Miss. Moffatt's Grade 9 english class. It popped up about two other times during high school.

The Key to the Kingdom

Toy Story 3 = FANTASTIC.
I seriously felt like I was seven again. Koby once descrided watching a 2 year old watch Homeward Bound and how when little kids watch movies they mimic every emotion and truly feel everything happening in the movie. Well I was that two year old on the edge of my seat - laughing, sighing, gasping, eye brows furrowed, and mouth gaped open. There was several points in the movie where i became aware of my facial expressions, or when I sighed my friend looked over at my adorably as if i really was 2.





The crying part wasn't very childish. I have grown up with this movie and as Andy has grown up so have I. The whole nostalgia of the movie really touched me. Showed me again what it was like to be a kid and I think it has really sunk in that that part of my childhood was over. Well it kinda has been for a while, the whole playing with toys, making up crazy out of this world stories and senarios, I just really never realised it through my teen years. I miss the innocense of childhood - How everything was carefree. It reminds me of a poem I read a few times in high school called The Key to the Kingdom. The poem's mainly about once your an adult you loose the abilitly to imagine things like wood into swords and trash can's into garbage cans. I wish I could still pursue my dreams and do all I do know and still be that exact person. Just like the poem, I guess children really do have an imaginary key to a whole different world that truly does exist...Just not to us anymore.