[Dtoid community blogger The Emolga Editorial shares a wonderful little story about how gaming changed his life for the better. Want to see your own writing appear on the front page? Go write something! --Mr Andy Dixon]
Do you remember the first time you experienced Pokémon? For me, I didn't even know what I was experiencing.
I couldn't yet read the words on the screen of my new Game Boy Color I had gotten for my sixth birthday. All I knew was that the game I was given was a very appealing yellow color with a cool looking character on the cover and it had a funny looking letter "e" in it. I hadn't even seen the show yet, as I was given the game before the anime became super popular in my little town.
I was so fascinated by the game and all of the things happening in it, but I couldn't understand the words that were on the bottom of the screen. My parents or my brother would sit down with me while I played the game and read what was being said to me for an hour or so a night. I wanted to be able to understand what was going on without any help so badly, so one day I pestered my brother enough until he agreed to explain to me what different words were and how to pronounce them all.
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