This world is MINE!
So, you go walking along through your world, axe in hand, innocently chopping down trees, when you hear the twang of a bow from the shadows. You get thrown back by the force of the blow as an arrow lodges in your gut. Taking absolutely no physical damage beyond losing a few hearts, you turn toward where the sound came from. Face it. You are thirty meters away from a skeleton, and there are two creepers between you and the current threat.
You grab your sword, and charge behind a tree just in time. The skeleton then merely advances to where you are and walks out from around it. You hit him wildly and run… where? You’re on the edge of an abyssal cliff. You turn around and, well, the battle begins. You have to hit the skeleton repeatedly, over and over. Finally, you collect the bone and two arrows that he “dropped” and look gloomily at your health, and you see your food bar is drifting toward empty. Suddenly your trained Minecraft ears “see” what your eyes cannot; the all too familiar “ssssss” behind you. You sprint jump, where? Off the cliff. You spawn at your bed, with the pressing need to recover your lost treasure before nightfall.
You have a few options:
(1): Stomp your foot on the ground, bounce off your chair, pitch a minature fit, and uninstall Minecraft from your computer.
(2): Click the escape button, quit and delete that world.
(3): You patiently go back to get your stuff.
(4): You start all over.
Minecraft has taught me some things about patience, about life in general. On multiplayer servers, when your house gets “griefed” or “raided”, you know that they did wrong, and you’re furiously mad. Was it worth all that time to build a big house and show off, when your rivals are going to destroy it? Or do you build an underground fortress that isn’t as pretty but won’t get raided. Do you build a fences to fence in your property or do you instead make ladders so that you can get more resources from deep within the “earth”? Your time and resources are suddenly worth something.
I’ve told myself, “What I learn from this I should apply to my real life circumstances.” So the next time I get blown sky high, I’ll tell myself to be more careful and less carefree about my coming and goings. Maybe have a lit tunnel going to the nearest forest with a shelter at the other end? Real life principle: Expect the unexpected and make the best out of it.