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      <title>Lode Runner, Ultima, and a Samsung Tape Drive</title>
      <dc:creator>Chaesang Jung</dc:creator>
      <pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2026 20:17:49 +0000</pubDate>
      <link>https://dev.to/chaesang/lode-runner-ultima-and-a-samsung-tape-drive-2ef6</link>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before I studied computer science, there was a contest in Busan, a cassette that loaded games, and code I typed in from a magazine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;A look back — long before any of the tools we argue about now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;These episodes come from studying computer science in Korea in the 1990s. But the memory starts a few years earlier, with a handful of words from the 1980s.&lt;/p&gt;

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  A personal-computer contest
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&lt;p&gt;In 1985, my elementary school in Busan ran an after-school class to pick kids for a math competition. That year the regional district math contest happened to be discontinued, so the class was quietly converted into a computer class instead — and that's how I first met a personal computer, and the idea of a contest built around one. It was probably an early ancestor of today's programming olympiads. I got lucky: in 1986 I went up to Seoul for the first time, to a place called Jamsil, as one of Busan's representatives. Picture a large hall where each kid hauls in their own computer and sits an exam for four hours, a little like candidates at an old civil-service examination. To get there you had to win your way through the district round, then the Busan city round.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;My first time out, a bug knocked me out — a real heartbreak. Trying to get past it, I took several more runs at the regional contests through the eighth grade, and along the way I picked up some real skill — and got a lot friendlier with computer games. I never made it back to the national round, but I climbed to first in the district at my last contest. A reasonably happy ending.&lt;/p&gt;

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  The Samsung SPC-1000
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&lt;p&gt;The first Samsung product in our house was this computer. I'd run into one at school, and after I earned the ticket to the national round in Seoul, I begged my parents until it followed me home. The strange mechanical whir of loading from a cassette tape; the games that started once the whirring stopped; the small charms of dots arranged across a black-and-white screen. It saw me through elementary school, came with me to every contest, and gave me my first taste of disappointment and failure.&lt;/p&gt;

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  Computer Study
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&lt;p&gt;This was the first reason I had to get — or earn — an allowance every month. There was a sister magazine too, &lt;em&gt;Students and Computers&lt;/em&gt;, and some months I'd agonize over which of the two to buy; there were fancier books around, I remember. The content was a fair mix of fun pieces, new technology, and games. But what really mattered about this magazine was the source code. Typing those listings in, line by line, built a patience I didn't notice I was building — and it paid off later.&lt;/p&gt;

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  The Apple II+
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&lt;p&gt;I begged for a new one in middle school, ostensibly for the contests. I don't remember exactly which model it was — maybe a IIe. I loved the clack of that keyboard, and it's where I first stepped into the new world of the floppy disk. The contests were the pretext; honestly, I was one step from full game addiction.&lt;/p&gt;

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  Lode Runner, Ultima 4, Ultima 5, Ogre
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&lt;p&gt;The companions of my middle-school years. Lord British, &lt;em&gt;thou art&lt;/em&gt;, and an endless vocabulary of game spells, ingredients, weapons, dragons…&lt;/p&gt;




&lt;p&gt;After that I shifted into exam-prep mode, head down for college entrance, and that's how I walked into the 1990s.&lt;/p&gt;




&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adapted from my Korean essay on Brunch: &lt;a href="https://brunch.co.kr/@chaesang/30" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;brunch.co.kr/@chaesang/30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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