ONE LITTLE garage SALE
When I was a little girl I had never heard of the X-men, but as I grew older and I reached 4th and 5th grade I knew them to be in a line of Superheroes. If u would have asked me who Spiderman and Hulk were I could have told u about the movies, because that's all I thought they were. I guess I never knew that such a thing as comic boeken existed. My father likes to collect things. Lots of things. One of the things he grew into collecting when I was around that age (that's when he REALLY started) was comic books. Up until about 6th grade I was never allowed to watch the X-men movies. My family thought they were too violent. I remember sitting on our divan, bank one evening reading a book while my father watched a movie, not knowing at the time that he was actually watching X2: X-men United, and it got to the part where Mystique pretends to be Jean and my mom told me I had to close my eyes. My parents are extrememly strict and didn't want their daughter to grow up rude and, well, like most of your deadbeat teenagers of today.
One dag I saw X2, and I didn't know that's what I was watching. My parents had eased up a little bit. I started to get into the films and door 8th grade I remember walking into my homeroom, I was always the most hated person (seriously, I was voted most hated in a yearbook [administration made them take it out]) in my class, and telling two people I sat volgende to that I was super excited because I would be seeing X-men: The Last Stand for the first time.
Anyone who knows me on this website knows how much I now hate the movies. Give me a break at this point in my story. I was a girl who had sadly never heard of the X-men and was being introduced to them for the first time via the movies. At this point, as much as it will kill my fingers to type and my brain to think, Wolverine was my favoriete character. I didn't know about anyone else, their histories, their connections, of anything else of that matter.
I graduated 8th grade in June of 2009. Later that summer, in the middle of August, we decided we would hold a garage sale. We never do them EVER so I guess the good Lord knew what he was doing to convince my parents to have this sale. I told my parents I would run it with their supervision. My father, who I had been helping sort through his comics to find the doubles and triples, decided to put some comics of Marvel, DC, and random other comic brands in the sale. We set up a little card tafel, tabel for them. I need u to remember that this is a total sale so there are other things in this sale too.
I was never allowed to touch a comic book. In my 13 years on the good planet Earth I had only ever held one comic book in my hands that I was allowed to read, and that was a Powerpuff girls comic I had gotten from a Burger King meal. I was sitting outside in the hot sun running this SUPER slow sale when I decided to ask my dad out of nowhere, "Hey! Can I read a comic?"
He zei it was okay, so I went over to the tafel, tabel and I tried to find one I wanted to read. I looked and I still remember the first couple of comics I read: X-men #300 and X-men (2nd generation) #44. I remember, after I could see again after being blinded door the cover of #300 (anyone who's read it knows what I mean), thinking who the heck are these people?! These aren't the characters from the movies! I mean, sure, some are, but I'm never heard of others.
My dad eventually saw me reading them with an intensity that he zei looked like I was trying to burn the afbeeldingen into my brain. I told him I was trying to decipher these comics since they obviously didn't match stories AT ALL. He told me to look in the garage and read some out of there, but to go one at a time. I was judging the boeken door their covers so I grabbed X-men #334. I'm a hopeless romantic so after I read a line about Scott's dedication to his wife (Jean, duh!) in X-men #45, and I saw Jean on the cover of #334 I knew I had to read it. door these three comics I was sold. He told me that if they didn't sell I could have them. Only two comics sold (I don't even think they were X-men) and he gave them to me. The first thing I did was take the GIGANTIC box, seriously now that thing was heavy, into my room. I'm very anal so I had to sit down with the box and spend an uur sorting door title, number, and generation. When I got them all sorted, I put everything without an X back in the box, and X-Force, X-Factor etc. in front of the rest, because they looked interesting, but I had never heard of them.
After I read through the X-men comics, I walked out into our living room a few days later and began mumbling to myself about how I wished I could read more. That did it. My dad gave me access to his collection one box load up the stairs at a time. I began to read and read. u have to remember that my father didn't have anything in order, only door title, so I had to sort them myself when I got one box, read them, and store away certain information. Within a matter of days Wolverine was far, far away from my LOVE THEM lijst and very close to my GO AWAY list. I had fallen for Jean and Scott. Now, my father's collection consists of the 80's and 90's with GIANT holes where he was missing dozen issues at a time. I began to read X-Factor to see if I could fill in the holes. I couldn't, but I grew to love Havok and Polaris as well.
Then I got the best thing of all time when I started at Coopersville High. A laptop that I could hook up to my family's internet. I never thought about looking up the characters until I got that laptop. That's exactly what I did. Marvel.com became my bestest best friend.
My dad showed me a few VHS' (are u starting to see a pattern with my father here?) of the 90's X-men cartoon. He only had two episodes. Enter Magneto and Til Death Do Us Part - part 1. I tried to look them up online, but I wasn't allowed on youtube at this time and I couldn't find them anywhere else. My dad came home pagina from Sam's Club one dag with an early birthday present for me. The first two volumes of the X-men DVD's. God, I love my dad. A few months later (yeah, I know. Months. =P ) I bought myself volumes 3 and 4. I cried (seriously) when I found out volume 5 wasn't out yet.
Back to the movies, I grew to hate them, well, at least X-men: The Last Stand. X-men and X2 have earned my respect. Now, remember wherre two sentences geleden I zei that volume 5 wasn't out yet. I tried to look for somewhere I could watch it. I remembered a really weird commercial staring Alec Baldwin for Hulu so I looked there. I typed in X-men, and I didn't find the cartoon I was looking for but something else caught my eye, and on that dag I met X-men: Evolution.
So now I was an X-men-aholic. Summer of '10 rolled around and comic and cartoons were my best friends. School jaar of '10-11 came to be and all I can talk about is X-men, X-men, and X-men. My sister had Twilight. I had X-men. Frankly, I think I got the better deal door far. Stupid talking disco balls.
I never thought I would watch Wolverine and the X-men. Like I said, I hate Wolverine at this point, now, and probably forever. Then I was looking around online for afbeeldingen of Jean Grey one dag (I still have no idea why) and I came across an image of her with short hair. I thought it must have been Rachel, but I had never seen her in a cartoon, so I clicked on it and I saw an ad for Wolverine and the X-men. Even though Emma Frost was in it with Wolverine, I knew I had to see it. One dag my parents decided to take me to go find this toon to shut me up. We try Best Buy. Nothing. We try...another place I can't remember the name of and still nothing. We got in the car to go home, and I'm the type of person that when I get mad I cry, so the tears are running down my face when we pull into the parking lot of Meijer's. My mom gets out and tells me to too. I do and my dad and sister stay in the car. We run in and I see volumes 3 and 4. I grabbed them, but them I looked to my left on one of those DVD stands they always set up in the middle of the aisles and dropped the DVD's I was holding. There in front of me was the complete series! I practically danced my way out of that store after paying 30 dollars.
Again, anyone who knows me knows I hate that series, but that story always makes me smile, so I had to include it. My mom told me as we were walking out of the store that I should thank my father because it was his idea that we stop in there. I couldn't help but laugh to myself, which earned me a slap upside the head because she thought I was laughing at her, but I still smiled. Dad saves Kayla again!
Then in January of 2011 I met my all time, favorite, best friend ever. Fanpop. One look at the fun people were having and I was in. A place to love X-men without people always yelling at me about it. Finally!
Now here I am. August 2011, new school jaar about to begin, mind completely filled with X-men and Fanpop, all because of one little garage sale.
When I was a little girl I had never heard of the X-men, but as I grew older and I reached 4th and 5th grade I knew them to be in a line of Superheroes. If u would have asked me who Spiderman and Hulk were I could have told u about the movies, because that's all I thought they were. I guess I never knew that such a thing as comic boeken existed. My father likes to collect things. Lots of things. One of the things he grew into collecting when I was around that age (that's when he REALLY started) was comic books. Up until about 6th grade I was never allowed to watch the X-men movies. My family thought they were too violent. I remember sitting on our divan, bank one evening reading a book while my father watched a movie, not knowing at the time that he was actually watching X2: X-men United, and it got to the part where Mystique pretends to be Jean and my mom told me I had to close my eyes. My parents are extrememly strict and didn't want their daughter to grow up rude and, well, like most of your deadbeat teenagers of today.
One dag I saw X2, and I didn't know that's what I was watching. My parents had eased up a little bit. I started to get into the films and door 8th grade I remember walking into my homeroom, I was always the most hated person (seriously, I was voted most hated in a yearbook [administration made them take it out]) in my class, and telling two people I sat volgende to that I was super excited because I would be seeing X-men: The Last Stand for the first time.
Anyone who knows me on this website knows how much I now hate the movies. Give me a break at this point in my story. I was a girl who had sadly never heard of the X-men and was being introduced to them for the first time via the movies. At this point, as much as it will kill my fingers to type and my brain to think, Wolverine was my favoriete character. I didn't know about anyone else, their histories, their connections, of anything else of that matter.
I graduated 8th grade in June of 2009. Later that summer, in the middle of August, we decided we would hold a garage sale. We never do them EVER so I guess the good Lord knew what he was doing to convince my parents to have this sale. I told my parents I would run it with their supervision. My father, who I had been helping sort through his comics to find the doubles and triples, decided to put some comics of Marvel, DC, and random other comic brands in the sale. We set up a little card tafel, tabel for them. I need u to remember that this is a total sale so there are other things in this sale too.
I was never allowed to touch a comic book. In my 13 years on the good planet Earth I had only ever held one comic book in my hands that I was allowed to read, and that was a Powerpuff girls comic I had gotten from a Burger King meal. I was sitting outside in the hot sun running this SUPER slow sale when I decided to ask my dad out of nowhere, "Hey! Can I read a comic?"
He zei it was okay, so I went over to the tafel, tabel and I tried to find one I wanted to read. I looked and I still remember the first couple of comics I read: X-men #300 and X-men (2nd generation) #44. I remember, after I could see again after being blinded door the cover of #300 (anyone who's read it knows what I mean), thinking who the heck are these people?! These aren't the characters from the movies! I mean, sure, some are, but I'm never heard of others.
My dad eventually saw me reading them with an intensity that he zei looked like I was trying to burn the afbeeldingen into my brain. I told him I was trying to decipher these comics since they obviously didn't match stories AT ALL. He told me to look in the garage and read some out of there, but to go one at a time. I was judging the boeken door their covers so I grabbed X-men #334. I'm a hopeless romantic so after I read a line about Scott's dedication to his wife (Jean, duh!) in X-men #45, and I saw Jean on the cover of #334 I knew I had to read it. door these three comics I was sold. He told me that if they didn't sell I could have them. Only two comics sold (I don't even think they were X-men) and he gave them to me. The first thing I did was take the GIGANTIC box, seriously now that thing was heavy, into my room. I'm very anal so I had to sit down with the box and spend an uur sorting door title, number, and generation. When I got them all sorted, I put everything without an X back in the box, and X-Force, X-Factor etc. in front of the rest, because they looked interesting, but I had never heard of them.
After I read through the X-men comics, I walked out into our living room a few days later and began mumbling to myself about how I wished I could read more. That did it. My dad gave me access to his collection one box load up the stairs at a time. I began to read and read. u have to remember that my father didn't have anything in order, only door title, so I had to sort them myself when I got one box, read them, and store away certain information. Within a matter of days Wolverine was far, far away from my LOVE THEM lijst and very close to my GO AWAY list. I had fallen for Jean and Scott. Now, my father's collection consists of the 80's and 90's with GIANT holes where he was missing dozen issues at a time. I began to read X-Factor to see if I could fill in the holes. I couldn't, but I grew to love Havok and Polaris as well.
Then I got the best thing of all time when I started at Coopersville High. A laptop that I could hook up to my family's internet. I never thought about looking up the characters until I got that laptop. That's exactly what I did. Marvel.com became my bestest best friend.
My dad showed me a few VHS' (are u starting to see a pattern with my father here?) of the 90's X-men cartoon. He only had two episodes. Enter Magneto and Til Death Do Us Part - part 1. I tried to look them up online, but I wasn't allowed on youtube at this time and I couldn't find them anywhere else. My dad came home pagina from Sam's Club one dag with an early birthday present for me. The first two volumes of the X-men DVD's. God, I love my dad. A few months later (yeah, I know. Months. =P ) I bought myself volumes 3 and 4. I cried (seriously) when I found out volume 5 wasn't out yet.
Back to the movies, I grew to hate them, well, at least X-men: The Last Stand. X-men and X2 have earned my respect. Now, remember wherre two sentences geleden I zei that volume 5 wasn't out yet. I tried to look for somewhere I could watch it. I remembered a really weird commercial staring Alec Baldwin for Hulu so I looked there. I typed in X-men, and I didn't find the cartoon I was looking for but something else caught my eye, and on that dag I met X-men: Evolution.
So now I was an X-men-aholic. Summer of '10 rolled around and comic and cartoons were my best friends. School jaar of '10-11 came to be and all I can talk about is X-men, X-men, and X-men. My sister had Twilight. I had X-men. Frankly, I think I got the better deal door far. Stupid talking disco balls.
I never thought I would watch Wolverine and the X-men. Like I said, I hate Wolverine at this point, now, and probably forever. Then I was looking around online for afbeeldingen of Jean Grey one dag (I still have no idea why) and I came across an image of her with short hair. I thought it must have been Rachel, but I had never seen her in a cartoon, so I clicked on it and I saw an ad for Wolverine and the X-men. Even though Emma Frost was in it with Wolverine, I knew I had to see it. One dag my parents decided to take me to go find this toon to shut me up. We try Best Buy. Nothing. We try...another place I can't remember the name of and still nothing. We got in the car to go home, and I'm the type of person that when I get mad I cry, so the tears are running down my face when we pull into the parking lot of Meijer's. My mom gets out and tells me to too. I do and my dad and sister stay in the car. We run in and I see volumes 3 and 4. I grabbed them, but them I looked to my left on one of those DVD stands they always set up in the middle of the aisles and dropped the DVD's I was holding. There in front of me was the complete series! I practically danced my way out of that store after paying 30 dollars.
Again, anyone who knows me knows I hate that series, but that story always makes me smile, so I had to include it. My mom told me as we were walking out of the store that I should thank my father because it was his idea that we stop in there. I couldn't help but laugh to myself, which earned me a slap upside the head because she thought I was laughing at her, but I still smiled. Dad saves Kayla again!
Then in January of 2011 I met my all time, favorite, best friend ever. Fanpop. One look at the fun people were having and I was in. A place to love X-men without people always yelling at me about it. Finally!
Now here I am. August 2011, new school jaar about to begin, mind completely filled with X-men and Fanpop, all because of one little garage sale.
