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Peter’s First Chess Tournament

I can see part of my son’s shoulder, and almost all of the board. His opponent looks about three years older. I’ve seen her try to slip her white bishop through an empty black square… the judge asks her to put it back. “Excuse me,” says a voice at my side. “We ask that the parents not crowd around in front of the doorway.” I look around. All the other…

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Peter vs. the Penguins

For the past hour, Peter (who is not yet seven) has been giving the instructor a bit of a workout. He planted himself on his carpet square directly in front of her. His hand has been up almost constantly. Whether he has been called on or not, he offers answers and finishes her sentences with unflappable confidence — but spotty accuracy. He correctly identifies a four-foot-tall picture as an emperor…