'Save the cheerleader, save the world.' I challenge you to say to me, that this does not still send shivers down your spine.
I am a mother of three. Allow me to introduce them to you. Shawna is 22 and getting ready to graduate from Michigan Tech. It has always been easy to compare and contrast her and I, for we are very alike in the bare bones of our soul. We are both very empathic, spiritually sensitive, quiet and pour lots of money into the SSRI industry. However, she learned many life lessons in high school and college that I didn't until much later in life.
During the year before my divorce, I lived with her and her family and was around to watch some important decisions she had to make. She spent her life watching me struggle with fibromyalgia before a drug was found that made me functional. She self medicates herself with herbals out of fear of going through the same thing. So when faced with the choice of going into pharmacutical research, this was where her mindset drew from. I propose that she wants to save the world, but doesn't know how. Its too big and too complicated. So she may choose to do it within an environment that that she can have some influence in: the pharmacutical industry.
My second child is Frank. In every way that Shawna and I are alike, Frank and I are different. He is charismatic, loud and drains me of energy just by being in the same house. He has severe ADHD, his morals and beleif system is very black and white, in direct contrast to his tendancy to be beligerant and always in minor trouble. Very young he tested at the genious level and yet never passed one grade of jumior high or high school. He is the foul mouthed boaster in every muti-player game you have played, except that he is everything he says he is.
I just talked to Frank on the phone a couple days ago. He is stationed at Ft Sill army base and is very excited about the possibility of being deployed early summer. I propose that he wants to save the world, but doesn't know how. Its too big and too complicated. So he wants to do it within an enviroment that he can have some influence in: protecting America's interests in Afganistan.
My third child is Kevin. He is a junior at Greenon High School, Springfield Ohio. He is in band and drumline, looks forward to prom and has a cute little girl friend named Cassie.
He has yet to face the dilemna that his siblings have.
When I was in highschool and college I was a non-practicing christian who lived with the belief that I would see nuclear holicost. I never was able to focus and finish a major, had not discovered SSRIs, and I wonder now how much that had to do with it.
Let me reiterate. I beleived I would see the end of the world. My children want to save it. Why? What has changed? Or I should ask, what of all the earth shattering recent changes has been the element that has changed a child's despair into hope?
One word: Video Games.
OK, thats two words. And you probably haven't noticed that because this is such an outlandish idea. I thought so too, when I first heard it. Recently I was linked to a talk done by Jane McGonigal which made me a believer. She has been designing online games for ten years geared towards tapping into the skills kids have learned from their hours and hours of video game play. More on that later.
These days I sit on the sidelines and watch Kevin go to school, compete with his band...every day a step closer to that moment he will make that decision. Will he choose his life career and goals based on his own interests alone? Like Shawna, will family issues play a part? Will he be too daunted to allow himself to even think about saving the world? Does he even want to? I have never asked.
One of my extended family sons is named Shaun. He graduated a couple years ago. I think he is working in a hospital in dietary. College was not an option for him. Another extended family son graduates with Kevin next year. His name is Tony. College will not be an option for him as well. At least, not an easy option. The three of them have been known to play a bit of table top D&D in addition to the usual video games.
Do they want to save the world? Do they beleive its possible? Or is it too big and complicated?
I will allow you to google Jane McGonigal at your leisure so you can see what she has done and her current game that is now live called Evoke. In the meantime, here is my proposal. Let us pretend a few things. Just for fun. Let us pretend that we live in Enon Ohio, just like Kevin, Shaun and Tony. Let us pretend that we go to Greenon High School. Let us pretend that we woke up one morning with the undeniable KNOWLEDGE...that it would be up to our generation....to Save the World. How does this change us? How does this force us use every innate skill to acheive a goal?
The game I propose is to create a virtual Enon Ohio, and through some very graphically cool catastrophic event, transport a section of it to the middle of a vast ocean. The object would be to simply survive. I propose to give Kevin's graduating class the means to rersearch and create this game. The next 5 senior classes will play this game. Completion of this game will allow these kids to take skills they have learned in video games and direct them to real world issues on a small and managable scale. Completion could also unlock some fun stuff like an attack by Mothra....or underground caverns of kobolds. But the idea is to open thier minds to possibilities. Play other games that solve real world problems and instill the belief that they can make a difference. I have to wonder where these kids would go from there. Even if they do not personally seek careers to save world, just the belief that the world can be saved...that it is WORTH saving....can change the face of this planet.
Everyone throw up thier arms....'Yatta!'
Jane McGonigal's website