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Posted: 9/17/2004 6:22:30 AM EDT
Shortly after seeing my first movie at the age of three, Star Wars The Empire Strikes Back, my parents took me to Toys-R-Us so that I could stock up on Star Wars Action figures and vehicles.
I already had a very impressive collection from the first film, but I needed a snow speeder, a Tauntaun, and most importantly an AT-AT (All Terrain Armored Transport). My excitement built as I envisioned myself holding Wedge’s snow speeder and tying up the legs of my own AT-AT. Little did I know that this trip would end in disappointment. We turned on the Star Wars aisle, and I ran to the AT-AT section and struggled to lift the box. It proved to heavy for my small frame, and I collapsed under its weight. It mattered little to me that the AT-AT that I longed for now threatened to end my short life. If I had been crushed to death that day, I would have died with a smile on my face my tiny arms wrapped around a box filled with happiness. As my parents arrived they lifted to box off my chest, and looked at the price. I could sense that something was wrong from the looks on their faces. I must take action now if I was to make sure that my AT-AT would go home with me. I pleaded, then cried, and finally had to resort to mad hysteria. Nothing worked, and we left that day with only a snow speeder and my broken heart. That night I tried to make the best of it. Wedge’s snow speeder flew low across the living room floor and crossed into the dinning room. Just ahead he could make out the giant legs of the dinning room chairs, which in my mind were Imperial AT-AT walkers. Wedge only had one shot at this. The walkers must be stopped before they reached Echo Base, which was in the kitchen. “Good shot Janson!” I cried out as the harpoon entangled it self around the leg of the chair. As Wedge struggled to make the tight turns around the chair I had not noticed that he had reached the end of the harpoon cable. SNAP. The cable had broke, and my disappoint grew even more. This could never work. I needed an AT-AT. Christmas was around the corner. Santa would surly pick up where my parents had failed, I thought. I gathered up my broken harpoon cable and vowed that the next flight over Hoth would only occur when Wedge could face the proper enemy. Christmas came and went and still I had no AT-AT. Each year I tried harder than the one before, but each Christmas only brought disappointment. The Christmas of 1984 was my last hope. Return of the Jedi had been released the year before and soon there would be no more AT-AT’s on the toy shelves. Christmas morning I awoke early and rushed to wake my parents. The living room bore the unmistakable mark of Santa. And under the tree I saw a package for me that looked large enough to be the AT-AT that I longed for. I broke my rule of energy conservation and sprinted to the tree. As the first pieces of wrapping paper started to come off I spotted what was clearly a Star Wars box. Finally Santa had come through. But as more and more wrapping paper was removed my joy turned to sorrow and then to rage. The Ewok Village! What was this crap? That son of a bitch Santa brought me the Ewok village. Incredible anger and uncontrollable insanity coursed through my young body, as I felt the dark side take over. I threw the village against the wall with complete disregard to the tiny furry inhabitants who resided there. My small hands clenched into fist, and I shook them in the air. Looking up towards the sky I cried out “SANTA! WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?” 15 years later I once again found myself in Toys-R-Us. I don’t know what made me go there that day. But looking back I believe it was the Force. I happened to stumble upon the Star Wars section. Memories from my childhood came back as I looked down to the far side of the aisle. Suddenly I saw a familiar box. Could it be? After all this time had Kenner decided to make another AT-AT? As I ran pushing small children out of the way, I was no longer the 22 year old man that I had been when I entered the store. I was 3 again. I reached the AT-AT, clutched it in my arms and fell to the ground. My eyes swelled up with tears. As I lay there hugging this box of happiness a single tear escaped from my eye, and fell to the floor. Santa had not forsaken me. It was I who had forsaken Santa. ----- For those who missed the first four introspectives, here they are in order. Star Wars & America I peed on Spider-Man Energy Camel My shoes were hostages I have a dream Win, Lose, Or Draw. |
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That was truly good. Reminded me of one of my favorite movies "A CHristmas Story". Wedge keeps getting better and better. For some of us, your work is better and more inspired than the action-figure work of the esteemed Sgtar15.
Keep it up. |
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I was into Star Wars, but not that into it.
If it makes you feel any better about your broken childhood, I myself always wanted an AT-AT, and never got one. Best thing my family could muster was an AT-ST. |
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Touching, but yet very disturbing at the same time!
Poor Ewok village! I for see several Star Wars (Sgtar) productions spinning off of this one post. Should have use the Jedi mind trick on your parents. It worked for me. |
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I know that pain as well. I too received an AT-ST. For those that don't know getting an AT-ST when you want an AT-AT is like receiving an mini-14 when you expected an AR-15. |
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The update on that story is that I finally did get a original AT-AT with a Empire Strikes back box. It cost me an arm and a leg, but my very own AT-AT now stands proudly next to my computer.
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I understand completely. I was fortunate enough to get an AT-AT for christmas, and after that I was the most popular kid in the neighborhood. I took it everywhere, like a pet dog.
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My parents bought me a snow speeder AND an AT-AT for Christmas after Empire came out.
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I don't think I would go that far. |
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Got pictures? |
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That's an awesome story - and I could read it without being disturbed (unlike the spider-man story).
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When I go home at lunch I shall take a pic. If you are lucky you will be able to make out my Buddy Christ dashboard figure at the feet of the AT-AT. |
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These aren't the AT-AT's you're looking for.
You can go about your business. Move along. |
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I had this cardboard AT-AT then a year or so later got the real deal. I promptly torched the real one in an attempt at realism. You know, make it look like it had blast marks from the snow speeders... YEA, parents didn't find that too cool. Of course I burned or blew up most of my Star Wars and GI Joe toys... I'm over the Pyro stage now. As far as you know! Oh yea and great prose wedge1082! |
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I too desperately wanted an AT-AT and never got one. I had to make do with the crappy cardboard Hoth Adventure Set.
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i had two brothers,,,
one got the x-wing,,i was soooo pissed,, the other..ahh screw it,, all said and done we pretty much got every toy they had,, except for the big tank thos elil druids had.... and yes we had the faggy ewok villiage,, and my gi-joes would inavde it and BBQ them lil sukers,,, and yes we got into """MOM protus cant do that its not fair,,,""" fights!! i mean,,whats wrong with the at-at crushing lil e-woks,,, or sending a wounded hans solo on a kamakzi mission to take out the at-at..... while luke and the other get away??? |
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That was pretty good, I was going to go back and read the other ones, but maybe I'll skip over the Spider-Man one. |
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Hehe, you guys are poor--I got an AT-AT, I was probably about 8 though. I was awesome--battery operated cannons that moved and lit up. Looked like a small dog when sitting in the room. Many a Hoth reenactment was played out with my friends and our snowspeeders (the factory tow cables were too short, we had to make longer ones ourselves).
Still in some box in the loft of the barn, stored away and forgotten, but oh the memories. Thanks for taking me back to a simpler time. Man, Kenner had the damn marketing and merchandising down to a near perfect science. |
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and you're not even trying to blame it on the baby!!!!! The real reason we have kids is so that we can get them all the toys we weren't allowed to have when we were kids......... then we kick the kid into the corner while WE play with the toys. In my house Santa always puts the toys together before leaving them - I think that's so that he can be the first to play with them. |
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Dude, all I ever had was an X-wing and that was only because my rich aunt bought me one for Christmas. You should have grown up having to use just action figures and 1 X-wing to kill your sisters' barbie dolls. I did have three Boba Fetts and in my book they were worth a whole legion of stormtroopers.
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Same. I'm crying a little right now. |
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Me too!!!!! I wanted an AT-AT and never got one. AT-AT was the end-all-be-all Star Wars toy. I had two Chicken Walkers (AT-ST's) and they were garbage. One year I did get Cobra Commanders base from the GI-Joe series of toys. That thing was awesome! |
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We coulden't afford the AT-AT so I got an AT-ST instead. I wish I hadn't goteen rid of all my starwars stuff. Think I'll make a trip to the toy store today......
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Spider-Man was not as disturbing as some would let on. |
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I forgot my camera at work so I could not take a pic at home when I was at home for lunch. I will take it tonight and post either tonight, or tomorrow morning. Sorry. |
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Don't get me wrong I love my AT-ST, but it is no AT-AT. Cool Slave 1 in the pic. I have that one plus two others that are new (all different versions). Although it is difficult to tell from my posts, Boba Fett has always been my favorite. Bounty hunters kick ass. I remember how disappointed I was when I got my Boba Fett as a kid and the jet pack did not fire a missile, like it had been advertised to. |
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Wedge............ seek help!
That said, I still have my AT-AT... and my AT-ST... and my Sandcrawler... and my X-Wing... and my TIE Fighters (both the regular and Darth Vader ones).... and my Snowspeeder... and my Hoth Trench playset... and my Dagobah Playset... and my Darth Vader action figure case... and my Rebel Transport... and a few others I don't remember! When you fnd that place to get help, let me know so I can sign up, too! ETA: Slave 1, Hoth Turret Playset..... |
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I like the one that is taking a piss on the tree. |
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I want to know where the babies came from! |
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The top right hand corner of the picture will explain the baby situation for you. |
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Hmmm, there are quite a few more people here who still harbor some AT-AT love than I would have first guessed.
Not much of a surprise though, I think every boy who lived through Star Wars wanted one. |
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LOL! That's my new sig. |
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Thats a nice story, you write well!
I didnt get any of them. I got a stormtrooper, Luke, Darthvader and R2D2. No ships or vehicles! So I made a sling shot with this nice tree branch that fell in a storm and an old innertube. The next time my friends and I were playing, I whipped it out and started pelting their vehicles and characters with the sling shot. Hmmm, I went home with a millenium falcon and no sling shot. Nice trade if you ask me! |
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I just read all of your introspectives, and I want to thank you for making my day and inspiring a trip to the toy store. I never got G.I. Joes as a child because "girls don't play with those..." You think an Ewok village instead of an AT-AT is disappointing, try getting a collectible Barbie doll instead of a G.I. Joe.
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Thank you. If nothing else, I hope that this introspective will inspire all parents to buy their children that special toy that you know they want. Don't let what happened to me happen to your children. The only other toy that I can recall really wanting that I did not get was the G.I. Joe aircraft carrier. But I can understand that one, that thing was huge. |
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