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Nostalgia Isn't What It Used To Be
Nov. 9th, 2006 03:43 pmSo. Nintendo.
I remember when buying a Nintendo, the original mind you, was the most important thing in the world. It was so important that I went months without spending my allowance so I could save up and earn this thing on my own. My parents, wisely seeing that this was the most important thing in the universe to me at age 6, suggested a deal in which I could pay for half, and they would pay for the other half, including the price of my first game! (No, I didn't realize the game came with the system. I was 6. I wasn't smart at 6. Or maybe I was just trusting. Whatever.)
I wasn't allowed to spend birthday money or Christmas money on this. I had to earn it by the sweat of my brow and do work in order to get my allowance every week. Then, if I wanted this real bad, I had to save that allowance and really earn that machine. This was, I'm sure, some kind of attempt to teach me how to save money and I applaud my parents for that.
Except my allowance was 50 cents. A week. With no way to earn more.
I'm not sure, but I think I've found what has made me believe that saving money is a worthless edeavor, not worth the time or the lack of other enjoyment I could have if I just spent that money, now, when I have it instead of looking towards the future.
So parents, all I'm saying is is make sure you're teaching your children the right message that you want to get across to them. How you do that is up to you, but be careful. Be very careful.
You don't want them to turn out like me, do you?
I remember when buying a Nintendo, the original mind you, was the most important thing in the world. It was so important that I went months without spending my allowance so I could save up and earn this thing on my own. My parents, wisely seeing that this was the most important thing in the universe to me at age 6, suggested a deal in which I could pay for half, and they would pay for the other half, including the price of my first game! (No, I didn't realize the game came with the system. I was 6. I wasn't smart at 6. Or maybe I was just trusting. Whatever.)
I wasn't allowed to spend birthday money or Christmas money on this. I had to earn it by the sweat of my brow and do work in order to get my allowance every week. Then, if I wanted this real bad, I had to save that allowance and really earn that machine. This was, I'm sure, some kind of attempt to teach me how to save money and I applaud my parents for that.
Except my allowance was 50 cents. A week. With no way to earn more.
I'm not sure, but I think I've found what has made me believe that saving money is a worthless edeavor, not worth the time or the lack of other enjoyment I could have if I just spent that money, now, when I have it instead of looking towards the future.
So parents, all I'm saying is is make sure you're teaching your children the right message that you want to get across to them. How you do that is up to you, but be careful. Be very careful.
You don't want them to turn out like me, do you?
