Essay by Flame of Thangorodrim
It began when I was in fourth grade about 5 years ago...
I was walking around my house when I noticed two large leather books
set in a special section of one of our "stands". One was green and the
other red. I picked up the larger one (red) first and began skimming
through it. My mother took the book out of my hands and told me I could
never read this book unless I got it from the library or bought a cheap
one. That was her "special copy" of the Lord of the Rings she had
bought in either the late 60's or early 70's. The green one happened to
be the same type of edition, but of the Hobbit, with protective
coverings and all.
I read the Hobbit during school that year and loved it.
In fifth grade, I advanced to the Lord of the Rings when my godmother
bought me the 1,108 page paperback copy to read. Any free time I had in
school, even my entire recess, was spent reading the book. This made
things bad for me, though. I was made fun of constantly because I have
a hearing loss (I rarely hear high pitched noises like the telephone
ringer)and have hearing aids, and because I constantly read. But many
of the people who taunted me didn't bother me. Some were even jealous
of me because despite the fact of being an A student (another "uncool
trait"), I am also very athletic. I took starting positions on the 'A'
teams in basketball, football, baseball, and volleyball. That helped a
All the teachers in my sort of small grade school (400+ students)were
impressed that I was reading such a huge book that I truly enjoyed and
could remember stuff about without having any difficulty.
The next year, in 6th grade, I read the Silmarillion.
Then, as I was rereading the Lord of the Rings, I noticed that on the
back it said that LOTR was being made into a spectacular movie, that
was when I decided to join the Fan Club. Here I am now, enjoying life
without being taunted, writing my own inkling series, and "conversing"
with people like me. The people at the boards are like another family
for me. At least I can come here to lighten up.
I forgot to mention that my brother (2 and 1/2 yrs older) is the one
who makes fun of me the most for liking LOTR. He saw all the LOTR
movies and admitted they were pretty good, but he said he makes fun of
me because I am obsessed with it, that it constitutes my life. He
always walks by room and than jumps in hoping to catch me on the
boards, which he does about 50% of the time. If he catches me, he
punches me and calls me names and says something like, "Oh my gosh!
What a LOSER! You are on again?!?!?! What is wrong with you you
This place is like a haven for me, a place of rest for me from the RW.
I do have a lot of friends, so I'm not hopeless. But anyway, that's my
journey and my life today.