May 1987 was when my 6th grade class went on our journey to the NASA Space and Rocket Center in Huntsville. This was big time stuff to us 6th graders. We all wore our class t-shirts – red with airbrushed names on the back. I got my first Walkman tape player just for this trip.
And we were let loose for free time more or less without the annoyance of chaperones. No wonder this was big time. It meant a certain degree of independence for us. Our own bit of NASA more or less in our own backyard. That is, if our backyard extends to the greater metropolitan area of Huntsville.
So I did go to Huntsville this weekend. No Space and Rocket Center for us. Instead it was video games. And trips to Target. It wasn’t necessarily as big time as my 6th grade trip. Fun. But not earth shaking.
I think what I found is that video games are time wasters. And not much else. Probably helps you develop hand-eye coordination. But I don’t think it would get you a job.
Speaking of hand-eye coordination, I need to see the eye doctor about glasses. Hmmmm….