Round and round we go

Members of my generation will remember from their childhood the Power Rangers. In fact, the American television series is still with us as I recently found out the original season was being broadcasted last year, and that there are plans to renew the show with a 19th season.

I loved the Power Rangers. I recall watching the show at every chance, eagerly anticipating the two movies as they premiered, and reenacting scenes with my companions. Most tangibly, I remember playing with my Green Ranger action figure. Readers of my generation may disagree, but the Green Ranger was the most badass of them all. Originally conceived as a foil to the five rangers (Red, Blue, Yellow, Pink and Black), he eventually overcame the wickedness gripping through his mind and joined the group in combating evil.

Playing with my Green Ranger figurine meant hours of fun, either by myself or with my friends as we joined forces. This was cool. Even when not playing with the toy, I arranged it to strike a pose as we waited until the next time.

In class, we were being introduced to fractions and how to apply mathematical operations to them. This, of course, meant less time playing while I learned a new concept. I knew, however, that I could return soon enough to doing what kids do best. And besides, the Green Ranger could wait for as long as I needed him to.

One afternoon, after a particularly trying day practicing my fractions, I looked for my Green Ranger to embark on another adventure. When I found him, he no longer stood at my desk in a kicking stance, but was put away in a box as my mother was cleaning. Normally, I would have picked him out as though he had leapt from within the box. This time I noticed my other toys from years past. The Green Ranger seemed to belong in there. I picked him up but then put him back inside the box and wept. I cried a lot as a kid. My reason for crying this time was because it all seemed like such a waste. I apologized to my parents and thanked them for putting up with me. I didn’t know what else to do.

No longer do I play with the Green Ranger. I now like playing with computers and girls.