"...the majority of my time was spent outdoors riding my mule, or playing outdoor house- which included cow pies as dinner plates for my dining set."
My first memory of video games came about when I was roughly eight years old. My grandparents bought my sister and I the first ever Nintendo; it came with Super Mario Brothers and for the hunting lovers out there, action packed duck hunting. Sure we played the Nintendo, but the majority of my time was spent outdoors riding my mule or playing outdoor house which included cow pies as dinner plates for my dining set. If you don’t know what a cow pie is, do your google search; that is some good old fashioned country kid stuff right there.
Fun was something that we had to work at creating, we had to use our imagination and work at making our little imaginary world come to life. Growing up on a small hobby farm, the mules were a great way for us to learn how to read the body language of animals and communicate non-verbally with them. Those little lessons taught me how to assert myself in a situation, to stand my ground and follow through with the task that I wanted to achieve. If any of you have ever handled mules, then you understand how strong willed they can be and as a kid, I learned to have a will that was even stronger than that of my mule.
Playing outside with other kids, afforded the opportunity to learn some pretty important life lessons from basic problem solving and how to deal with personality conflicts with other kids. When my dad took me hunting with him, we would spent days afield hunting without success and sometimes, success was simply a memory made together. This taught me delayed gratification, the reward lie ahead after the hard work had been put into the hunt. Effort=Reward