Do you remember these?

Or this, my masterful recreation of the Death Star?

If so, I’m sure you already know what this Sunday is–May the Fourth, otherwise known as Star Wars Day!  As a family we’ve got plans to rewatch one of the movies, share with each other various oddments from around the internet like this buzzfeed post on the original Star Wars concept art, and practice our ‘wookie’ sounds.  While eating a wookie cookie or two, no doubt.

And listening to Moosebutter’s incomparable ‘John Williams is the Man‘ song a couple dozen times.  Yep, good times to be a geek family! lol

So, today’s flash piece is very much inspired by Star Wars.  But, it’s also adapted from a memory of mine.  Because yes, that’s the kind of kid I was.

Under the blankets, propped up on chairs, I felt almost as cool as being in the tent.  Not as cool, that would be impossible.  But, in the tent we didn’t have our phonograph and couldn’t listen to the Star Wars record.

“Try again,” David said.  “You’ve almost got it.”

I took a deep breath.  If I had to listen to the record twenty times tonight, I was going to get it right.  That was the only way I could join David’s Star Wars club, and be allowed to hold his light saber.

I used my thoughtful voice for Luke.  “Master Yoda… is Darth Vader my father?”

Then I switched to my scrubbly voice, for Yoda.  “Rest I need. Yes. Rest.”

Now Luke again.  “Yoda, I must know. If you know, tell me.”

“Your father he is.”

I held the dramatic pause, then went on in my scrubbly Yoda voice.  “Told you, did he?”

“Yes.”

“Unexpected this is. And unfortunate.”

“Unfortunate that I know the truth?”

I was really getting into it, and my Yoda voice was perfect.  “No! Unfortunate that you rushed to face him… that incomplete was your training still–.”

David shifted beside me.  “No, that’s wrong.  It’s supposed to be ‘that incomplete was your training. That… not ready for the burden were you.’  Try again, and this time, focus.  You can’t take all night on this one part–we have a whole movie to memorize!”

I groaned.  A whole movie to memorize…but I couldn’t get past this one scene!  A bubble of hilarity gurgled up inside me, but I held it in and mashed my hand across my face til I could speak without smiling.

In my very best ‘serious Luke’ voice, I started again.  “Master Yoda… is Darth Vader my–”  The bubble of laughter burst and the words squeaked out.  “–honey pot!”

David tried not to laugh, but couldn’t help himself.  And while he was distracted, I stole his light saber.

And that’s how Darth Vader  became eternally linked with the words ‘honey pot’ in my mind.  Though I don’t think I ever got to steal a light saber, and that’s something I’d remember.

Do you have plans for May the Fourth?  Which movie do you want to watch?

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