My whole life I’ve lived in this lousy, beautiful town.Being pushed around by this moron who owns the stables.Nobody cares how he treats the Fathiers or how he treats us, all those rich and snobbish people care about are their own businesses.The only businesses in the galaxy which can get you that rich; selling weapons to the first order, and the resistance.Fuelling the war that’s been waging throughout the galaxy, forever.The war between the light and the dark.
Over the years, they’ve taken many forms but I know that it all comes down to the same thing.And my place in all this is not here.Not here where I get beaten by a stupid old man every day.Not here where I’m constantly ignored. Not here, where I’m insignificant.I’m meant for something greater, and I deserve it.After all we’ve been through, every child here deserves it.
Everyone keeps telling me what to do, when to do it, how to it; but I just can’t…they don’t know what I need, or what I want…It’s frustrating beyond belief.But someday I’m gonna fly away from this place.Far, far away, and be free…I’m going to be a Jedi.

Sometimes the world seems against you, the journey may leave a scar; but scars can heal and reveal just where you are. ~Grandma Tala (from ‘Moana’)
Photo Credits:Star Wars The Last Jedi
