HBO was showing the movie Superman, the classic movie where Christopher Reeve was Superman.
Even though the movie was released in 1978, that is 31 years ago, I remembered vividly the day where my whole family went to watch it in the cinema.
I remembered my mother telling me about it days before. I remembered waiting in anticipation for it. I remembered feeling overwhelmed by the giant poster of the movie at the front of the cinema. I remembered I was quite confused at the end of the movie, wondering how Superman made Lois Lane alive again, as I was very sure she was killed. I remembered walking out of the cinema feeling very happy, and my parents asking me if I liked the movie, which I did. I remembered telling my parents that from then on, my name was Christopher. That name stayed with me till now.
I remembered walking happily along the road to take a bus home, with huge trees on one side of the road. I remembered the cinema was called Odeon, which has being torn down, with a modern office tower (right) now replacing it.
I realised the long lasting memories we have are always the ones that are filled with happiness or sadness. Events that fill one with happiness, or sadness, will always be remembered because of the huge impact on one’s life.
I should really write more about such memories, though I have many, many reservations about writing about the sad ones. It is like I am afraid. Revisiting sad memories will open too many cans of worms.
