My generation’s baptism into the bizarre world of ‘edutainment’ came with our school-mandated curriculum of the Oregon Trail series. Sure, it was supposed teach you about pioneers, but the designers made a crucial mistake – it was actually fun as hell to play. This basically guaranteed two things:
1. We didn’t actually learn shit about the Oregon trail.
2. We discovered at a young age to avoid dysentery, cholera, tuberculosis, and typhoid. Also, that if you were a cheap piece of shit and didn’t pay the ferryman, at least two oxen would pay the price and probably also your brother-in-law.
Computer games during school? Sign me up for that shit. We loved Oregon Trail day. I doubt there’s a child out there who doesn’t fondly remember those blissful days shooting 300 lbs. of buffalo and only carrying 50 lbs. back to your wagon.
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