(First published online on
July 11, 2011)
Last year, I came to watch the
premiere screening of the first of the two-part finale of the Harry Potter
series. As always, I did find time to enter it on my busy schedule since it’s
one of those films that truly entertain me. However, instead of being
entertained, I felt sad after watching the Death Hallows; sad definitely not
because the film was not good but because after almost a decade of being a
die-hard Potter fanatic, the time that I would have to say goodbye to the film
is coming.
This week, curtains will finally close on the story of the boy wizard. But
before it closes, let me first share how the book and also its film adaptation
influenced my life for the past years that I was aging.
My passion accidentally started in 2003 when I was looking for a nice channel
with a good show. We still had cable back then and I was a type of person who
was not satisfied on one channel alone. As I scan every station, I found out
that in GMA7, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone (first installment) was
being played. I was not yet a Potter fan then and the market of HP was just
growing. On the other hand, HBO telecasted their premier of Harry Potter and
the Chamber of Secrets, the second installment.
It occurred to me that in just one night two parts of Harry Potter was being
shown on television so I stayed for a while and watched for myself what the
fuss was all about. It was like a eureka moment for me that I said to myself;
hey, this was a one damn good story. It might be for children and back then, I
still considered myself as one of the so-called ‘kids’.
I also found out that in two days, its third installment, Harry Potter and the
Prisoner of Azkaban would be released in theaters. That suddenly sparked my
curiosity that I easily became hooked on the story.
After watching the third part, my addiction bloomed. From then on, I began
reading the novel. I also started collecting HP novelty items like mug, pins,
towels, posters, t-shirts, news clippings, magazines, etc. And like what they
always say: the rest is history.
I am not used to crying everytime I read a book or watch a film but perhaps as
I watch its final installment on Thursday, surely, tears would definitely pour
before my eyes for it’s like saying goodbye to the one that you truly love. It
will never be easy but you know that you have to move on.
It’s hard but all you can do is just go on with your life and use the things
that you have learned to be a better individual.
Perhaps, I’m exaggerating but the mere fact that I was just reading some
reviews (thanks, by the way to PDI for a very wonderful supplement or tribute),
and it already made my eyes moist, I think it would really be hard for me.
For all I know, Harry Potter is
not just a simple story or novel to me. It’s not also a simple addiction that
after few treatments, you can already wash it away from your thoughts. For me,
Harry Potter has been part of my life.
For the past decade, I was like anticipating every summer or every November for
the installment.
For the past decade, I was acting gaga collecting even the smallest stuffs connected
to the franchise.
For the past decade, my heart bounced that I never realize, the happiness that
I was feeling towards the novel and the films would come to an end.
Harry Potter taught me not only certain things about good versus evil. Its
greatest contribution was teaching me how to live my life more meaningful.
It was in Harry Potter that I learned how to value my friends. It was in the
story that I learned how to focus on my studies but not letting go of my social
life. It was in the series that I found out the different important things that
sometimes we overlook in life.
I don’t know how or why other fans had been addicted too on the story, but to
me, it’s a matter of giving life to what didn’t know before.
Truly, the magical world of Harry Potter became my escape from the bitterness
or darkness in life. I may not be in the real location of the story, but I was
like in the middle of every scene asking for help from the main characters.
For the past decade, Harry Potter served as my antidote to the illness facets
of this muggle world and saying goodbye is like detaching your physical body
from your shadow. It is impossible.
Once you’ve been struck by the power of the magic wand; the world that you
knew, the world that was shared to you by J.K. Rowling will surely live in your
memory.
The book of the bespectacled boy who lived perhaps will be put to its last
chapter but its story will remain. Just like what Sirius Black mentioned in the
third installment, we must not be worried for the ones that we love will never
really leave us, we can always find them here in our hearts…
Harry Potter lives.
P.S.
Thank you Johann Kathleen Rowling for sharing a part of you that helped our
lives be aligned with what is right.