I'm teaching my daughter chess (she's aged 5). It's spooky, because chess is at my very soul and my Dad taught me chess. I've said this before, but if there was nothing else in life, I'd play chess in the park, or my luxury item on The Desert Island would be a computer with a chess program.
Prodigy she ain't, after one day, but it freaked me out just before to find the chess board perfectly set up with the pieces.
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