just a thought...

I was reading a website, and it mentioned that they're going to do a new film version of The Diary of Anne Frank. It reminded me of something from when I was younger, and my sister was in a stage version of it in high school. Im sure it was good and all, but what stuck with me, and the part I always remember, is how they had the students that played the Nazi soldiers come in at the end and kneel, presenting the female actors with roses. That might not be an exact recollection, but the point remains, and even still however many years later I get the goosebumps thinking about that kind of gesture.

It's weird though, the things that move you. I don't completely understand what moves me. Some of it makes the basic sense. Family of course. When the same sister was voted on at her home church and everybody clapped and said yes, of course. When my mother was honored for her good work at that church, of course. When my nephew says Hi Uncle T, god yes.

But it's not just that, and it's not always that. When Paul O'neill played his potentially last game in Yankee Stadium in 2001 the fans chanted his name. Not the way they do at the beginning of every game. Not quietly like you can hear at alot of games. Loudly, clearly, with almost one voice. I looked at the video just now the double check the year, and even still I get emotional. Everytime.

The geek in me doesn't mind saying, that at the end, or towards the end of The Return of the King, Aragorn comes down from being crowned to see the four hobbits. They bow to him, and he says ' You bow to noone.', and then the entire crowd bows to them.

There's more, and none of this I'm overly proud of, but an episode of Boy Meets World, where the mother feels unappreciated, and Cory is upset because the lunch lady died. They don't make a big thing of the mother, but right at the end, when she's resigned herself to another morning of being ignored, Cory sits and says thanks for making breakfast mom. That's it, and it gets me everytime.

Why though? Why these things and not others? There's plenty of sweet stories. Plenty of emotional things. It's just a thought, I don't have an answer, but it popped into my head just now so there ya go. That's it for now.