File 6: Parents of Hoenn
File 6: Parents of Hoenn
Over these past few months, I realized that in many ways, a child’s journey is also experienced by their parents. All those phone calls and letters and impromptu visits turn mothers and fathers into your journey companions. But it also works the other way around. The journeys of parents—both of the trainer variety and otherwise—are also experienced by their children, ups and downs and all.
I’ve had the honor of talking to several parents in my journey across Hoenn, and they all have a lot to say about their children and their journeys and how those two relate to each other. A journey may be filled with multiple stories, but a family is filled with multiple journeys affecting and intersecting with each other.
“Sorry about that, but I can’t focus right now. That was my sister-in-law who just called and told me that my wife just gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. I don’t even know if I can finish my shift, but I’m riding a plane to Kanto as soon as possible. Sorry, I can’t even give you a proper answer to any of your questions because I can’t stop thinking about it. Me, a father! Someone who’ll teach his daughter about the world and introduce her to Pokemon!”
“It’s all right, it’s all right. Congratulations on the baby!”
“Thanks, thanks so much. I’m holding back tears right now, but I don’t think I can hold it any longer. Come here—I know we’ve barely met, but I really need to hug this out with someone, and you’re the first one to find out. I’m a dad!”
“I’m beginning to regret joining the Pokémon Fan Club in Slateport. I joined because I wanted to talk about the love of Pokémon in a more official setting. But all the people I’ve met are either only interested in talking about their own Pokémon or are close-minded pricks who feel the need to pressure other members to like the Pokémon they like.
“It’s becoming a waste of my time, especially since it’s taking away time from my family. I’d rather be spending time with my kids than with strangers I don’t even want to be with. But it’s the only moderately interesting thing about my day right now, breaking the monotony of work. I just don’t get why it has to be so toxic.”
“My wife and I adopted her when she was two years old. When we saw her in the orphanage and found out that she was left on their doorstep as a newborn, we knew we had to adopt her. She brought a lot of sunshine into our lives, and she made our home as complete as it will ever be.
“That’s why both of us dread the day when we’ll be sending her off to her journey. It’s still a few years from now, but both of us are preparing for it like we were going on our own journeys. And, in a sense, we are, since a home without her is one of the toughest journeys we could ever go through. At least my wife has her work in the Day Care to fill her days. But for me, a housewife, all it’ll be filled with is longing.
“I know neither of us will be able to prevent her from leaving for her journey. But those first few days without her are gonna be so painful.”
“The working hours are really killer with this team. It’s obvious that it’s handled by people who don’t have children.”
“What do you mean?”
“We only get one day off each week, and we can’t even spend all twenty-four hours of that day properly since we have to be back in the base by curfew. That only gives me so much time to spend with my son. The meager paychecks I get here all go to him, sure, but that doesn’t compare to actually watching him grow up and being there for him. My husband’s been a real trooper raising him alone most of the time, and I can’t help but feel jealous of all the time he gets to spend with him.
“I love Team Magma, I really do, and I have huge amounts of respect for my admins. But I don’t know how much longer I can endure not having time for my son. I feel like if I don’t get more days off—and I doubt I will—I’m gonna be filing my resignation papers sooner rather than later.”
“I miss having battles for the heck of it. I remember Trainers’ School when I’d spend entire break times battling my classmates just for fun. No specific goal to aim for, no limitations on how I battle, no pressure from anything. Just battling for the sake of battling.
“But ever since I signed up to be a warm-up fighter for the Battle Frontier, all my battles have been this methodical bore. I’m one of the guys that trainers fight at the start of their challenges, and naturally, beating me will be far easier than the rest of the people in the challenge. So I now have a team that isn’t caught by me but assigned to me, and they’re all made to have weak moves and bad move variety so the challenger doesn’t get discouraged early on.
“If I’m not getting beaten up by overpowered challengers, I’m training my Pokémon in this strict regimen that keeps them from being too powerful. It’s a really robotic process, far from the joy of training that you’re used to. They have all the specifics in place, right down to the number of battles my Pokémon should have. It’s taken out all the fun of battling for me.
“You may ask me, why don’t I just back out from the job? Well, for starters, it pays really well, and it allows me to support my wife and kids. And, well, there’s really no better reason than that, especially since my nine-year-old’s gonna start her journey real soon. I have to make sure we have enough funds to support her, and the only way I can do that is if I stick with this job.”
“I made the tough call of selling my Pokémon to the black market the other day. We were months behind rent, and my wife’s already working eighteen hours a day. I knew it was an elephant in the room she didn’t want to acknowledge, but when I found out that our daughter wouldn’t be able to enroll in Trainers’ School if we lacked the funds, there was no question about the decision.
“It was hard since it was a Tentacool I had befriended. I randomly encountered it while I was out fishing at sea. I’m not a trainer, but it made for great company for the day. When I found out that it was valued a ton because it was Shiny, my wife told me that it would help ease months’ worth of spending. I opposed it a whole lot, but my daughter’s education comes first over my shallow happiness.
“The sale really helped. My daughter’s enrolled for the next school year, and we paid up all our debt and even covered the next three months’ worth of rent. And after all that, we even had some left over for some indulging. I still miss Tenty, but seeing my family happy makes me much happier.”
“What has been the most interesting part of your journey so far?”
“Battling my daughter without her knowing that I was her mother.”
“Is it all right if I ask for more details?”
“Her dad got me pregnant, and I didn’t want the baby. But he insisted on keeping her as his own. So I obliged, and I went my own way without getting involved in her life. Her dad would sometimes send me pictures of them as a family—him, his wife, and my daughter—along with invitations for superficial events like birthdays and school graduations. I never bothered responding to any of them.
“Before I knew it, she was old enough to go on her journey, and it didn’t surprise me that we would eventually bump into each other. She certainly got the good looks of her father, but the way she carried herself, the way she asked for a battle, and the way she commanded her Pokémon—she definitely got the strong attitude of her mother.
“We had a great battle, probably one of my top ten battles in my entire journey, and that’s saying a lot. Even though I was going all-out offensive with my Camerupt, she kept on pushing our limits with her Grumpig. It was like she knew exactly how I battled, and it really showed—her own playstyle was predictable for me, too, and that’s how I outplayed her. But I told her that she was a great trainer, and that I looked forward to battling her again in the future. I had to lie and say that I didn’t collect Match Calls to reject her offer because I thought it would be too much for her if I told her the truth. And if I had an easy way of talking to her, I’d probably crack and spill everything to her then and there.”
“What would you like to say to your daughter?”
“I hope you have an awesome journey. Even though you don’t know me, and you probably never will, I’m still one of your biggest fans. And I can’t wait for the rematch. I won’t make it easy next time!”
“His father left me for another woman. Last I heard, he flew to Kalos with her. I don’t know if he’s had a family or more affairs or both. I don’t really care anymore.
“But his absence hasn’t been forgotten. My son keeps on asking me about him, telling me that all the kids in Trainers’ School had fathers and that he wonders where his is. All I tell him is that he’s on his own journey in a faraway land and that he’ll be back once that’s over. He then asks me how he could talk to him, and I usually ignore him, but one time I shrugged and said he could write him letters so he wouldn’t keep on pestering me about it.
“So now, I have this whole box of letters that he’s written over the years, all of which he thinks have been sent to his dad but I’ve really only been storing in my drawer. I know it’s wrong, but my curiosity gets the best of me, and I read what he has to say. Most of the time it’s just telling him how his day went and asking him if his day was any better. Sometimes it’s asking him what his favorite Pokémon is or which starter he should pick when he goes on his own journey. But there are those letters where he asks when he’s coming back and says how he misses him even if he doesn’t know him. And I dread thinking about those, because I know it just makes telling him the truth that much harder.”
“I used to work for Team Aqua. What a huge mistake that turned out to be. The term they called us—’grunt’—was very fitting, since all we were allowed to do was grunt in affirmation of whatever nonsense the admins threw at us. And I sacrificed a whole lot just to join that stupid team—and to this day, even when I’ve left it years ago, the sacrifice still continues.”
“How so?”
“When I joined Team Aqua, I had to leave my whole family behind, something they weren’t happy about. They told me explicitly that if I joined the team, I wasn’t allowed to see them anymore, nor was I allowed to contact them at all, and that included my son.
“He was just about to begin high school back then, so all these years I couldn’t imagine what it must have been like for him to grow up without a father. When I was still a grunt, the only possession I could truly claim was mine was a picture of him when he was eight years old. And when I left Team Aqua, that’s all I brought with me, but it came with so much more.”
“What’s the fondest memory you have of your son?”
“Every night when he was still a kid, I sung him a lullaby to sleep. It was always the same song, but he never got sick of it.”
“Do you still remember the lyrics?”
“It has a lot of lines, but my favorite is the start: ‘Dear son, my angel, it’s time to sleep / You know my love for you runs very deep’. Sometimes I sing it to myself, too, just to remind myself that there was a time when I wasn’t this lonely.”
“Right from the start, I knew that balancing being a Gym Leader with being a father was going to be tough. I try following this schedule I’ve set for myself—Gym in the day, home by night—but one way or another the Gym finds a way to break that schedule. It breaks my heart every time I have to cancel plans with your mother because of an overload of challengers, or whenever she calls saying you’re home and I can’t guarantee having dinner with you.
“But the one thing I’ve always promised myself is that I’m going to be there for my family, no matter the cost. I may not be present physically, but I never forget to call your mother in between challenges, and I always look forward to your calls every night telling me about all the interesting people you’ve interviewed for that day. We both bump into a lot of people each day, but I know you’ll agree with me when I say that nothing beats talking to family.
“I hear about so many fathers leaving their wives and children to pursue their own journeys, and I think that’s very selfish of them to do so. What’s the use of being successful if you don’t have people you love surrounding you? I don’t think I could ever call myself a Gym Leader without you two.”
“I won’t lie to you. I won’t make you think that I go through the days without missing you and your father. I won’t delude you by telling you that I’m perfectly and unarguably happy being left in this house all alone. I won’t make you think that seeing you on your journey and seeing your father in that gym is easy for me. I love you too much to lie about any of those things to you.
“What I will tell you, with all the honesty in my heart, is that I don’t want any of those things to supersede your journey. It won’t be right for a mother to restrict her child from doing anything because of her own reasons. It’s a weighty and multi-layered issue, and I won’t say that it’s ideal for me, but I assure you that all mothers will agree with me when I say that the difficulty of letting go is nothing compared to the satisfaction of seeing our children grow and succeed. And if you not being here means that you’re having a meaningful journey, well, I wouldn’t have it any other way.”