Yesterday Pokemon celebrated its 25th year of existence. Yes, TWENTY-FIVE YEARS with those colourful little pocket monsters – you read that right!
I wanted to share my own little journey of becoming a Pokemon Master as it’s been such a huge part of who I became.
Our journey back begins in 1998! A brand new anime show called Pokemon aired on a tv network called YTV here in Canada and it was all the rage around the playground. Soon the Pokemon card fad blew up and we brought our massive, perfectly categorized binders to the schoolyard and learned all about the cutthroat world of business and trade. It was a wild time, and they were soon banned! But that was my first foray into geek-culture and lifelong friendships started thanks to the PokeWorld.
The next summer (1999), I went to my friends’ cottage on a beautiful idyllic lake. She had just got a new game – Pokemon Red – for her birthday so what did we do? Play inside for a week straight on her tiny Original Gameboy (not even a Gameboy Color – just a standard, black and white Gameboy!) Don’t even think we left the cottage. 🙂 I soon got my own Pokemon Color and started my own journey. I picked Squirtle my first go and we travelled around Kanto, letting nothing get in our way! Except for the pesky Rock Tunnel… still have strong memories of the couple of weeks I was stuck in there… *shudders!*
From that first adventure on the Gameboy, the franchise and my obsession only grew. There now EIGHT generations of the game with almost 1000 different Pokemon in total, spinoff games like Pokemon Snap (90s kid Instagram) and Pokemon Go, shows and movies, toys, and the list goes on!
I can also thank Pokemon for being the thing that inspired me to get creative! My favourite characters were easy to turn into drawings (my parents must have had to hang a million pictures of Pokemon on the fridge!), knits, felties, and delicious treats!
It doesn’t seem like it’s been 20+ years since I was first introduced to Pokemon. I definitely didn’t imagine that I’d still be talking about Pikachu and pals as a 31 year old, surrounded by plushies and games. But I’m so glad I am.
Here’s to 25 more years. I promise I’ll still be playing when I’m old and on my rocker! 🙂