When I was it years old, I had a Pokemon themed
birthday party. om, of my gifts was a book, The Official
Pikemen . I took it , aml
pretended I was a pokemon trainer. Just before my tth
birthday, I brought it with me to schewl for show and
tell. It was stolen out of my desk at lunch. I was
On my 18th birthday, I found 50 Lents en the ground.
I deemed I' d take a look in the public Library' s secend
hand book shop to see if I Gould find a fun gift for
myself at lunch. on the 50 CERT book rack, I spotted a
familiar blue spine- a paperboard mp}; of the Official
Pokemon Handbook. I bought it en the spat. What a
treat! I' d loved this book as a kid. I started walking
back to school, when I paused. Just the intro, i decided.
I' d read the Intro, then I' d go. I sat down en the bench.
I opened it m the first page.
a picture of a . " Pokemon license. This is to
certify that.... ...' has been officially as a
Pokemon trainer by the Pokemon League.”
I started to Gry. bceause the line wasn' t blank. I knew it
had been a used book, that it wasn' t new. But] had not
expected what was there. In very familiar childish
scrawl, were four letters. A name. My name.