My first video game memory was a painful one. I sat in the basement one summer morning before camp with my older brother taking turns playing one of our family’s first video game systems, the Magnavox Odyssey 2. As I tried to zap aliens during my turn at Alien Invaders Plus, my brother began whipping a bandana around his head to try and distract me. I zapped, and he whipped. Zap, zap, zap. Whip, whip, whip. At one point, he whipped a little too close to my face and caught my eye with the corner of the bandana. I instantly dropped the controller and let out a scream. I couldn’t open my eye. My mother was forced to detour from the expected drive to camp and instead had to bring me to an eye specialist. It turned out, my cornea was scratched. And so, an already awkward elementary school student was
made all the more awkward with a brown eye patch he had to wear for a few weeks at camp. I bear no physical scars from this bandana incident, just mental ones. Even though I was only about seven when my eye got scratched, I can remember it vividly. Even today, I can’t be around anyone whipping a towel, shirt, or bandana around their heads. I will actually break out in a nervous sweat when I see an arena full of sports fans whipping terrible towels around in a frenzy. All I can do is think back to that quiet, painful morning playing our Odyssey 2. My mother was not happy with my brother; I’m sure she blamed it all on the video game system.
As I wrote a few weeks ago, I’m not very good at video games. However, I have set out to figure out the coolest video game around: Minecraft. As anyone with a Twitter feed can attest, Minecraft dominates the educational technology discussion. So, I downloaded the game to my iPad a few weeks ago and have made it my summer mission to not only figure out how the game is played, but also to figure out if it can really be used in schools. I have purposefully avoided reading about the game since I began this mission in hopes that I will be able to figure it out. It’s not going well.
After about four hours of on-and-off playing, my five-year-old son is better than me (we started playing at the same time). I can’t seem to figure out what’s going on. There are two modes you can play, “creative” and “survival.” In the creative game, you can destroy stuff and build. In the survival game, you have to find all the stuff you need to live. You also run the risk of being attacked by monsters. I haven’t seen a monster yet but I’m excited to meet one. I’ve spent the bulk of my time in creative mode using my fists to chop down
trees and punch holes in the ground. I have also started to build. Last night I built the little shrine to books you see here. Is this worth four hours of time? I’m not sure I want to answer that question. All I know is that it’s fun. What have I learned so far from Minecraft? It’s a pretty cool game and I’m hoping there’s a logical way it can be used in schools. Minecraft says it’s “a game about breaking and placing blocks.” I think I’ve figured that much out. I’m hoping I can figure out more in less time. On a positive note, video games have come a long way since our Odyssey 2.
For some inspiration, check out what others have made in this Minecraft gallery.
Total time played: 4 hours
Things built: A strange library shrine