There’s only one Super Nintendo.

I did most of my growing up in the late 80s and early 90s. A time marked by prosperity and good times, or so it seemed in our household. So, Christmas was an opportunity for us to hunt down the things we wanted, put them on a list and gather them for the year ahead.

One particular holiday season, my little brother had his sights set on a Nintendo. He launched his campaign in September and really dialed things up in mid-November. He posted lists on the refrigerator. He marked catalog pages. He managed to work Nintendo into just about every conversation he had with anyone in the family. Although he’d been informed that his one desire was too expensive for the Christmas budget, he was undeterred.

So, when Christmas morning finally rolled around, it wasn’t terribly shocking when he didn’t get the Nintendo he was hoping for. Instead, my folks bought him an odd hand-held computer baseball game that required about 14 D batteries. Needless to say, he was disappointed. Which manifested itself into anger. If I remember correctly, he eventually wound up in his room, facing the wall, cursing the world.

His tantrum worked. The next day, the whole family piled into the Astro minivan and drove to Wal-Mart. The baseball game was returned and a brand new Nintendo went into the basket. The one stipulation was that he had to share his new toy with us. He did—and within a couple of minutes we were like three zombies in front of the TV, hour after hour, playing Super Mario Brothers and Duck Hunt repeatedly until our thumbs were sore.

I suppose the moral of this story is that we really didn’t have any at the time. We were rotten kids. We saw a lot of commercials that told us we needed a Nintendo. We also had a couple of rich kid friends who told us we needed one as well. Looking back, my little brother had no choice but to fight for his right to get the thing he wanted and, in the end, he prevailed.

Merry Christmas, folks. No matter what you do this holiday, accept no substitutes.


One thought on “There’s only one Super Nintendo.

  1. Aunt Linda says:

    we’ve gone through the same thing this year with one of the grandkids – you know him – our little Tucker. He wants a “Flip” camera so he can take pictures of he and his friends jumping on their new bikes after Christmas (I could come over and do that for free with our slightly larger cam corder). We’ve been all over Phoenix trying to find the lowest priced Flip. A clerk at Frys Electronics told us that another brand was a much better camera – but it’s not on TV so the kids wouldn’t be impressed with it. Of course, the $200 Flip is the coolest . . . but we didn’t get it. We got the cheaper Flip that does almost everything as the expensive model. One problem – the store that had the lowest price only has it in the color white. Hmmmm Not exactly as shiny and cool looking as the $200 black model (does this ring a bell for you – inferior baseball game/Nintendo?). We got it anyway – hope it works out. Figure it will hit the pavement by at least the second day outdoors and then what? But whatever Tucker wants, we try to get it for him ’cause grandparents almost have more of an obligation then parents to make sure grandkids get everything they want – and to give them lots of candy!

    Aunt Linda

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