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i wanted to dedicate this space to explain what it was like to be a pokémon kid in brazil in the early 2000s, because every 30 year old will tell you the same story with stars in their eyes if you ever ask about this. for most kids, it started with the show, but for others it started with the game, and for me, it started with the gameboy color and pokémon blue. my first console had actually been a playstation 1, but for all intents and purposes, the first time I actually wanted to know what the fuck was going on in a story was with pokémon. i didn’t speak english. and none of my 8 year old friends spoke english either, right, so what we did at the time was progress through the story thought context clues and exploration, completely in the dark. we understood that we were a child leaving home to capture pokémon just like in the show, that we had to level up our creatures to battle gym leaders, that certain items could heal pokémon and how to use pokéballs. that rare candies were used for leveling up, but we didn’t know how to pronounce this word, so to this DAY i call it like i said it back then (ha-reh kandi). but there were obstacles i couldn’t surpass on my own: getting past that snorlax on route 12 east of lavender city. i remember being so frustrated, because me and my friends were all stuck in the same spot for WEEKS, not knowing that we had to get a flute to wake the beast up, because we didn’t know how to read. that’s when interacting with older kids became vital for our survival.






