I sat on my couch, with an instruction book on my lap and a Wii remote in my hand. I was trying to learn how to play a new video game. It's all about football, which is a game I don't know very well. In fact the only thing I really like about football is the food that accompanies it (wings, chips, beer – the usual).
As I stumble through the instructions trying to coordinate pushing A and B at the same time with my right hand while moving arrows on the Nunchuk with my left, I keep hearing a little voice in the background saying "That looks easy". I'm doing my best to ignore the little neighbor girl but after her 4th comment of “That looks easy” I decide I’ll show her and let her have a go at these crazy directions.
She sits beside me and I hand her the tools. ‘Alright’, I say to myself, ‘You little smart aleck’ (I’m being polite ;-> ) ‘When you get frustrated I’ll be sitting right here and you can hand me back the remotes with a BIG apology for your rude remarks.’ Yeah… this 'ill teach 'er!
The game begins, the players move. The players MOVE?!? How did she do that? She makes a 1st down. What?!? The game continues and she makes a touchdown. Ummmm…. My daughters start to take notice and sit beside us on the couches. This isn’t going as I planned.
After a deep breath I swallow my pride and say ‘Good Job’ and ‘Look at you!’. My lesson didn’t go quite as planned. Well, not entirely, one of us got “schooled”.
As I stumble through the instructions trying to coordinate pushing A and B at the same time with my right hand while moving arrows on the Nunchuk with my left, I keep hearing a little voice in the background saying "That looks easy". I'm doing my best to ignore the little neighbor girl but after her 4th comment of “That looks easy” I decide I’ll show her and let her have a go at these crazy directions.
She sits beside me and I hand her the tools. ‘Alright’, I say to myself, ‘You little smart aleck’ (I’m being polite ;-> ) ‘When you get frustrated I’ll be sitting right here and you can hand me back the remotes with a BIG apology for your rude remarks.’ Yeah… this 'ill teach 'er!
The game begins, the players move. The players MOVE?!? How did she do that? She makes a 1st down. What?!? The game continues and she makes a touchdown. Ummmm…. My daughters start to take notice and sit beside us on the couches. This isn’t going as I planned.
After a deep breath I swallow my pride and say ‘Good Job’ and ‘Look at you!’. My lesson didn’t go quite as planned. Well, not entirely, one of us got “schooled”.