The Very Best
“Ash blacked out! Ash scurried to the nearest Pokemon center protecting his Pokemon from further harm.” At this point, I shouted, “NO!” and threw my Gameboy to the ground in frustration. Angry tears sparkled in my eyes. I had just lost to my rival, Gary, for the 42nd time in a row. My dream of becoming a Pokemon Master was over.
‘Pokemon’ is a video game in which players journey through a virtual world, collecting monsters and battling to be the very best. When I was in elementary school, it was the game that everyone was playing. I had received ‘Pokemon FireRed Version’ for the Gameboy about a month before. Blazing past Pokemon trainers and destroying gym leaders, I had progressed through most of the game at lightning speed. I had assembled what I thought to be the greatest Pokemon battling team that could ever be conceived. I was on track to becoming the greatest Pokemon Master in my school. And then, on the final battle of the game, I lost. It wasn’t fair. I …show more content…
In elementary school, I was able to skip kindergarten and move straight up to the first grade. This was amazing from a learning standpoint, but horrible from a social perspective. I was now the youngest, smallest, shyest kid in the class, so, of course, I had no friends. This perceived inferiority gave me a desire, almost a need, to prove myself. I needed to be the best at everything that I did. Acting on this belief, I became the fastest runner in my class. I did so well in school that I got into the extended learning program. I started to make a few friends. These achievements dramatically increased my ego. I believed that truly I was the best at everything I did. Then came Pokemon. It crushed me to think that not only was I not the best player, I was the only player I knew who hadn’t even finished the game. This failure brought me back down from my quest to be the best, and it allowed me to learn some very important
“Ash blacked out! Ash scurried to the nearest Pokemon center protecting his Pokemon from further harm.” At this point, I shouted, “NO!” and threw my Gameboy to the ground in frustration. Angry tears sparkled in my eyes. I had just lost to my rival, Gary, for the 42nd time in a row. My dream of becoming a Pokemon Master was over.
‘Pokemon’ is a video game in which players journey through a virtual world, collecting monsters and battling to be the very best. When I was in elementary school, it was the game that everyone was playing. I had received ‘Pokemon FireRed Version’ for the Gameboy about a month before. Blazing past Pokemon trainers and destroying gym leaders, I had progressed through most of the game at lightning speed. I had assembled what I thought to be the greatest Pokemon battling team that could ever be conceived. I was on track to becoming the greatest Pokemon Master in my school. And then, on the final battle of the game, I lost. It wasn’t fair. I …show more content…
In elementary school, I was able to skip kindergarten and move straight up to the first grade. This was amazing from a learning standpoint, but horrible from a social perspective. I was now the youngest, smallest, shyest kid in the class, so, of course, I had no friends. This perceived inferiority gave me a desire, almost a need, to prove myself. I needed to be the best at everything that I did. Acting on this belief, I became the fastest runner in my class. I did so well in school that I got into the extended learning program. I started to make a few friends. These achievements dramatically increased my ego. I believed that truly I was the best at everything I did. Then came Pokemon. It crushed me to think that not only was I not the best player, I was the only player I knew who hadn’t even finished the game. This failure brought me back down from my quest to be the best, and it allowed me to learn some very important