{"id":475,"date":"2010-04-09T14:23:05","date_gmt":"2010-04-09T14:23:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/institutocervanteslondon.wordpress.com\/?p=475"},"modified":"2010-04-09T14:23:05","modified_gmt":"2010-04-09T14:23:05","slug":"real-life-vs-virtual-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.cervantes.es\/londres\/2010\/04\/09\/real-life-vs-virtual-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Real life vs virtual life"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/londres.cervantes.es\/imagenes\/Image\/quijote_red.JPG\" alt=\"\" width=\"160\" height=\"115\" \/>\u201cNooooooo!\u201d screamed Billy-Ray with disappointment. He had just got caught doing a secret mission on his computer game, Maxamillin Motor Head. Billy-Ray was always in his bedroom playing this game; he rarely ever came out of his room unless it was time for breakfast, lunch or dinner.<\/p>\n<p>Although he was a cyber robot, his little brother, Bobby-Joe, was very different. Bobby hated computers and just liked colouring in and jumping around- he didn\u2019t even like watching TV!<\/p>\n<p>One Saturday, mum sent Bobby to fetch Billy. Bobby literally had to pull Billy away from his computer.\u00a0 \u201cBilly, I am not well.\u00a0 I have a sore throat and I need you to do the shopping this week.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>When they arrived at Presco\u2019s Billy dug mums shopping list out of his rubbish-filled pocket. When they reached the veg stand and Billy noticed that one of the customers had a white coat on just like Professor Moonz! Suddenly he thought he was Maxamillion! He went crazy! \u201cHey you, stop right there!\u201d he screamed attracting everyone\u2019s attention . \u201cYeah, you in the white coat! Drop that poisonous carrot; I know what it\u2019s for! You\u2019ll never defeat me! I am Maxamillion the invincible!!!!!!!\u201d the man walked slowly away and Billy and Bobby drifted off .<\/p>\n<p>The next day at their swimming lesson. Jonnie threw out some floats for them to swim under water and retrieve. When it was Billy\u2019s turn, his eyes went into a strange blur, he couldn\u2019t hear well and thought that one of the floats was one of the sharks sent by Professor Moonz-just like the ones in his game and once again thought he was Maxamilion<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly, all of the floats were sharks all around him and the pool had turned into a furious sea. He seized one of the floats (sharks) and shrieked, \u201cYou will never defeat me, I know that you have been sent by the professor and you have been told to try to destroy me- you never will!\u201d at this point everyone in the whole pool was looking at him and wondering why he was shouting at a float.<\/p>\n<p>Bobby really felt he needed to inform mum, although he still didn\u2019t want to get Billy into trouble.<br \/>\n\u00a0At school on Monday, Billy\u2019s friends were rehearsing for the school play. They were doing the part with the robots.\u00a0 Again, he thought he was Maxamillion and he thought that their scripts were weapons ready to destroy him! The mad child charged at his friends whilst screaming \u201cI know who you are! You have been sent to try to destroy me by the evil Professor Moonz!\u201d At that moment the school bell rang and all Billy\u2019s class mates walked off to the line , sniggering and laughing at Billy\u2019s madness; all caused by that game!<\/p>\n<p>Seeing all of this, Bobby decided he couldn\u2019t take it anymore. He had to tell mum about Billy\u2019s madness. Bobby felt a tingle in his tummy. He wasn\u2019t looking forward to this. He opened the door, his mind whizzing round crazy thoughts about what could happen between him and Billy afterwards. \u201cUm&#8230;well you see, y\u2019know how Billy is always on his game, I think it is causing him problems.\u201d \u201cProblems?\u201d said mum, looking puzzled. \u201cYes, er&#8230; today at school when we arrived, all Billy\u2019s friends were practicing for their play about\u00a0 robots and having played so much of that silly game, he thought that he was Maxamillion\u00a0 and all his friends were robots from his game. He shouted out at them. \u201cDon\u2019t say anymore I know why this is.\u201d She murmured.<\/p>\n<p>She got out of her bed and calmly walked into Billy\u2019s room.\u00a0 \u201cBilly, my darling, could you just pause that for a minute?\u201d Billy\u2019s eyes were glued to the screen. \u201cMum got up and turned the computer off herself. Billy was startled and suddenly saw his mum. \u201cWha&#8230; ahhh! You scared me!\u201d \u201cSorry but this is important. Bobby has just told me that this silly game is causing you problems\u201d she said, gently. \u201cSo I am going to take your game and computer out of your room.\u201d \u201c What problems? I am Maxamillion the invincible!\u201dHe said furiously. By that time, Bobby was in the doorway of Billy\u2019s room. \u201cI see what you mean.\u201d She said to bobby through the side of her mouth.<\/p>\n<p>The next day she spoke to Billy\u2019s doctor about the situation and she was feeling much better as he had sent some pills to \u2018Loots\u2019 for her pick up. Mum told him how Bobby had told her about everything and he said \u201cthank you, Bobby, if it wasn\u2019t for you I would have been completely mad!\u201d Bobby put his arms around Billy. It was clear that Bobby-Joe and Billy-Ray were still best friends.<\/p>\n<p>Ashleigh F.<br \/>\nRoyston Primary School<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cNooooooo!\u201d screamed Billy-Ray with disappointment. He had just got caught doing a secret mission on his computer game, Maxamillin Motor Head. Billy-Ray was always in his bedroom playing this game; he rarely ever came out of his room unless it was time for breakfast, lunch or dinner. 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