Welcome back, fellow gamers, to the second instalment in the Gaming Legacy series. Those of you who haven't read part one of this series can get to it from here. If you are reading this in paper form, I will have the full link below this article.
Alright everybody it's time to leave the 8-bit era of the eighties and dragon punch our way into the 16-bit era of the early nineties. I had beaten a countless number of games on my Nintendo Entertainment System, including all time classics like Super Mario Bros 3, Double Dragon 2 and Excitebike. The people at the local video shop knew me on a first name basis because I would go there every week to rent a different game. Sometimes I would go 3 or 4 times a week, either with friends or my mother. They would have 1 or 2 arcade machines there for people to play and I would always be in awe at how good those games looked and played compared to my Nintendo at home. The machines were too difficult for me to physically use but I was happy just to watch other people play. After a time, I was starting to get bored with the games on the Nintendo. I was starting to crave the power of the arcade machines.
During one of my frequent visits to the video shop, I had picked a game that I wanted to rent (It was Godzilla) and approached the counter with my mum to pay for the game when I noticed something high up on the shelf behind the counter. There would usually be a Nintendo console for sale on that shelf but this time there was something different. THIS TIME THERE WAS A SUPER NINTENDO!!! I screamed my head off when I saw it and the man behind the counter smiled and brought the box to me. I looked closely at the front and back of the box, all the while screaming at my mum “I HAVE TO HAVE THIS!!! IT'S MINE OK!!!”. My mum had now grown accustomed to my passion about gaming. She simply smiled and told me that we would put the console on lay-by and we would pay for it over the next few weeks. We paid our $10 deposit and left the store. I was so relieved. No one could take my Super Nintendo away from me. We left the store and I took the Godzilla game home. When I got home, I rang my friend and told him to come over. I told him about the Super Nintendo and he was just as excited as I was.
The next day, my friend and I were playing Godzilla but my mind was elsewhere. Now that I knew a Super Nintendo existed, it was all I wanted. I didn't even want to play my Nintendo anymore. All of a sudden my brother walked into my room. He casually told me to stop playing so he could take me into the living room. I asked him why but he wouldn't tell me. He sat me down on the couch and he sat on the table in front of me. He leaned towards me, looked right at my face and smiled without saying a word. I knew he was hiding something so I started looking around the room. My eyes were focusing on all the possible hiding places within the room. Then hiding near the front door, behind the ottoman, was a black box. I immediately knew that it was my Super Nintendo.
I started crying from happiness while my brother and my friend were laughing. My brother brought the box to me and we all opened it together. I looked at the console and the control pads that came with it. It came with one game, Super Mario World. I was so overjoyed. It was the happiest day of my life and a moment that I will cherish forever.
My brother quickly took the box to my room and hooked up the Super Nintendo to my tv while my mum carried me to my room. We finally had it setup and my friend and I started playing. I later rang my cousin and told him about the Super Nintendo. He came over straight away and he even slept over that night. My cousin couldn't resist and a week later, he bought a Super Nintendo as well.
I played many different games on my Super Nintendo but the one game that stands out from the rest is Street Fighter 2. My friends and I would stay up all night, eating fish and chips and playing Street Fighter 2. I'll never forget the day I figured out how to do the special moves in that game.
Eventually, other kids from my area who I didn't even know would come to my house just to challenge me in Street Fighter 2. They would all be shocked when they'd get beaten by a disabled kid in a wheelchair. My disability became my motivation to become an even better Street Fighter 2 player and a better gamer in general.
During my high school years, I received an Apple Macintosh Powerbook laptop from the Make A Wish Foundation. It was something that I really wanted and I will never forget their generosity. I played many wonderful games on that machine.
A few years later, I was reading a video game magazine when I came across an article that shaped the way I would play games forever. Nintendo was working on their latest console. It would be released in the next 3 months and it looked like the best thing since sliced bread. It was the Nintendo 64. It had 4 controller ports and I would finally get to see Mario in 3d.
I immediately placed my pre-order and I received a videotape that showed off the features, as well as a few of the launch titles that would be released with the console. I watched the videotape so many times that I had the whole thing memorised in my mind. I would talk about the Nintendo 64 non-stop wherever I would go, especially when I was with my friends at school.
The day finally came and the Nintendo 64 was released. My mum and my friend came with me to pick up the console. I also bought one game with it, Mario 64. We brought it home and unpacked the box. As soon as I saw the massive controller for it, I was shocked. It was the biggest, bulkiest controller I had ever seen. The thought finally hit me. I might not be able to play games anymore.
I struggled for 2 whole weeks to try to play with the controller but it was just too tiring. In the end I realised that I would have to sell the machine that I had been desperately waiting for. I had learnt a valuable lesson, “What looks good on paper, doesn't necessarily mean that it will be suitable in real life.” I put the Nintendo 64 up for sale in the Trading Post newspaper and a few days later I awoke to the sound of the phone ringing. A woman was enquiring about my Nintendo 64. My mum brought the phone to me and I told the woman to come in the afternoon to buy the console.
Later that afternoon, a woman arrived with her son to purchase my Nintendo 64. They looked like really good people and I was happy to have sold it to them although I was devastated deep down inside. My disability had finally caught up with me in a way that I never thought possible.
Is there still hope? You'll just have to wait and see until next time when we reach the new millennium and beyond. How will I fight back and continue playing the games I love? Only time will tell...
ESSENTIAL LINKS:
ENABLED GAMING - http://enabledgaming.blogspot.com/
GAMING LEGACY (PART 1 - THE 80S) - http://enabledgaming.blogspot.com/2011/04/gaming-legacy-disabled-gamers.html
ONESWITCH - http://www.oneswitch.org.uk/
ACCESSIBLE GAMEBASE - http://www.gamebase.info/
ABLEGAMERS FOUNDATION - http://ablegamers.org/