Those are the ambiguous memories that I have remembered of my time of being a toddler. The one thing I remember quiet lucidly is my young introduction to video games. As a child between the ages of five to eight, the only time I would get to play video games was at my cousins house, but I enjoy them so. These tailored memories of my time as a toddler played a role in my passion for video games at the time. Once I move to America where video games are more common, due to the fact the use of internet is more or less a norm this society. I didn’t have too many friends who lived close by me, so my way of interacting with others was through video games, and that is more than just a compromise. Video games don’t restrict your imagination, but they show how far you can push your imagination. Going past the limits of what is possible, and to what you can dream is possible. When you play video games in the company of your friends, you are playing within the field of your combined imagination, creating all the scenarios you could possibly dream off. Playing video games is fun to a point you can moderate. Though video games maybe a fun occupation that’s not to say it is supposed to be the main focus of your attention. This is something that you do for your own leisure, or pleasure like any occupation they have to be moderated, and in some cases kept to a minimum. In my case in the transition from seventh grade to eighth, the act of playing video games has more or less been eliminated from my whole schedule. This was a collective decision made by my father and I, in the hopes I would be able to focus on my education, keeping these “distractions” to a minimum. Though my mind was inundated with ambivalence when coming to this conclusion, I knew from deep within this was the right decision. 

Though my time of playing video games has been put to a halt in this period of my life, I still honor and acknowledge the effect of video games in my life.