The Nintendo Wii –– it was a video game console unlike any of its predecessors. It introduced a new idea into the world of gaming:. Iit allowed the user to send commands to its interface through physical motion. Prior to its invention, the user controlled the game through a controller that demanded nothing but the use of your thumbs. The Wii’s aberration from the norms of typical gaming was so successful that three years later, the company’s production was still incapable of keeping up with production. I was in sixth grade when the game was first introduced to the market, and on the day it came out, the only thing going through my mind was “I want it.” I went to my parents, and I begged them to get it for me. As usual, they wanted me to work hard and save up for it myself. After several months of saving and a series of odd end jobs, I was able to buy the Wii. I was overjoyed, and I thought it was the happiest day of my life. I look back on a picture taken when I left the Best Buy, and my smile was stretched so wide that it looked like my face would be split in half. (Wow, I can’t believe you really used my cheesy sentences haha) The idea of attaining my wants through hard work was slowly becoming part of my design. Three years later, my high school halls were crowded with people madly twiddling away on their Androids, iTouches, and iPhones. This instigated me , and I began to covet these gadgets. (instigated doesn’t seem to be the right word) I knew I would have to work hard for it, but soon concluded that working smart was much more effective than working hard. Fueled by the desire for more, I became obsessed with procuring more wealth. I valued money so deeply that I no longer played video games for enjoyment; I started a business in which I sold my virtual commodities from my video games for real money so that I could buy the next big thing. This led me to begin my own business. (the last sentence already stated you started your business) As my income began to rise, so did my consumption. As my business became more successful, mMoney came easier and I eventually lost grasp of the value of money. Analogous to James B. Twitchell’s thesis, my story presents a scenario that parallels discusses the American ideals of attaining meaning and happiness through acquiring possessions and spending money. Driven by these ideals (just to connect to the previous sentence) Mmy obsession with materialism has truly affected me both positively and negatively, because it has taught me the importance of hard work, but it has also caused me to forget the value of money, (just added this comma here so that it looks more li