Tuan Ho

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Imagine being a sprightly 5-year-old, stuck on a cozy after-school afternoon, squinting at the TV, forced to endure that hideous purple spectacle known as Barney. Now, I'm sorry if you're a Barney enthusiast, but let's face it, that dinosaur was less Jurassic and more...pathetic. But then, in the golden summer of 1993, I saw a spectacle that would change my life forever: the movie trailer for Jurassic Park. From that day onwards, my perception of dinosaurs underwent a transformation as colossal as a Tyrannosaurus itself. I remember making my way to the theaters on the opening weekend, my little heart throbbing like a Velociraptor on the chase. As the lights dimmed and the first prehistoric roars echoed, I knew my life was about to enter a new era, much like the Earth post-asteroid. Post Jurassic Park, Halloween saw me stealthily prowling the streets as a Velociraptor, startling unsuspecting trick-or-treaters. My school bus journey morphed into an imaginary helicopter ride over Isla Nublar, the hauntingly beautiful theme song providing the perfect soundtrack. My artistic talents went into overdrive, with Barney being chased by a furious T-Rex (a scene I wished could happen in reality). The first CD I ever owned, a proud purchase, was a double whammy of Jurassic Park's heart-throbbing score and The Lion King's soulful tunes. My obsession wasn't limited to just creative outlets. Books filled with dinosaurs, airplanes, and computers flooded my shelves, an eclectic collection for a 5-year-old, but one that echoed my evolving tastes and aspirations. Jurassic Park didn't just introduce me to awe-inspiring dinosaurs - it inadvertently kickstarted my love for technology and aviation. And 30 years later, I find myself holding Jurassic Park close to my heart, along with gems like Back to the Future. These films gifted me moments of magic, laughter, and sheer wonder during my formative years. But there's another dinosaur that has also stayed with me over these years. One that I still view with the same disdain - yes, Barney, I'm looking at you. You may have been my first introduction to the dinosaur genre, but thanks to Jurassic Park, I can confidently say: Barney, you're no match for a real dinosaur. So here's to Jurassic Park, the Tyrannosaurus of my heart and the most memorable and impactful movie of my childhood. It forever changed how I saw dinosaurs, and made me forever grateful that the only dinosaur on kids' TV wasn't Barney. Cue that mighty Tyrannosaurus roar! 🦖