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Here is an entry by Robby Reis. 

STAR WARS rocks because it was the only way my brother David and I could get French kids to play with us. We grew up in a French speaking suburb called St-Catherine and we were the only Anglo kids on the street, in the school and in the entire municipality.

Needless to say, we were ragged on quite a bit for this. When most of the kids on the block were playing ball hockey in complete teams with line changes and all, the two Anglo boys were playing the same game with a much smaller team. Two-man hockey was boring ... neither of us ever wanted to be goal keeper. 

Things finally got less boring when STAR WARS was re-released in theaters. David and I obviously went out for the re-premiere of the classic film ... and having been accustomed to building our goalie pads and equipment, we got creative for the screening. David carved arm and neck holes in an upside down garbage can which we spray painted and glued tin foil to. I jacked my mother's fur coat to match my CHEWBAKA head made from an old ski mask and most of the hair which we cut from my scalp. Both of us gripped our flash light sabers tightly as we marched to the cinema like a sci-fi Arnold Schwarzenegger and Danny DeVito (in the movie TWINS from 1988 ... major height difference).

We were late and the 7.30 screening had already begun. We paid for our tickets and rushed the theatre which was already packed with francophone kids from the neighbourhood. Luck had it that we had only missed the boring intro with the weirdly angled text on the screen but the only empty seats were in the front row. The film was even better than we could have expected on the big screen ... so much so that during the films climatic light saber battle, David and I stood on our seats mimicking the on-screen fight. Probably the only time that CHEWBAKA and R2D2 ever fought each other.

When the film was over, David and I stayed behind to look for his flash light saber which he had dropped during our battle. When we finally exited the theatre dressed like idiots, we were welcomed by three dozen kids cheering and clapping the names of CHEWBAKA and R2D2. They continued to cheer us on and we finally won over the French kids, even if it was from beneath the itchy and sweaty costumes that we were wearing. There was only one thing left to do at that point ... more flash light saber battling.