Like many modern folks, I grew up with videogames. More specifically, a Nintendo 64 and five games for it: Super Mario 64, Super Mario Kart 64, Jet Force Gemini, Legend Of Zelda: Ocarina of Time and LoZ: Majora's Mask.
Other than Mario Kart, these games have text that is important to the gameplay, in gameplay. The Legend of Zelda games and Jet Force Gemini were especially text heavy. When I was a wee lad, barely able to hold the controller correctly, I needed my father to read all the text out loud to me.
But my father worked long, long hours to keep us afloat. When he got home he'd usually be exhausted. I remember one day, he got home and was too tired to want to read me the text, he just wanted to relax. This was when I was four years old, having learned the alphabet and how to put the letters together but not quite how to read, not just yet. I was playing Ocarina of Time, and asked him to tell me what it said on the screen. "I just got home from work, I don't want to read for you," he said. "Why don't you just play one of the games that don't need you to read?"
Well, I didn't do that. Instead I studied the letters on the screen, scrutinized them. I knew my ABCs and all that jive, I had all the puzzle pieces; but it was the actual putting together of the puzzle that was difficult. But I did it. I managed to read all the text on the screen. I was agonizingly slow at first, but as time went on and I played more, no longer needing my father to read it for me or wanting him to, I became practiced and so I learned to read.
So the next time some old fool tells you videogames will rot a young person's brain, you tell them from me that a videogame can teach a child one of the most important lessons, give them one of the most important gifts they will ever receive in the whole of their lives.