in my room, staring at ty-four squares of my crying to ts  playing chess.

    Of course I didnt mean to quit forever. At most, just for a feead of practicing in my room every nigo t do of television set ared at me, an unruder. I used my broto furto annoy them.

    quot;Ma!quot; ted. quot;Make op. Make ;

    But my mot say anything.

    Still I   I could see I ronger move. I decided to sacrifice a tournament t o play in it. And my motainly o speak to me about t associations art calling ing, pleading to make me play again.

    And tournament came and . And s come to me, crying, quot; playing c; But I  a boy her occasions had won.

    I realized my motricks t. But noired of ed to start practicing for t tournament. So I decided to pretend to let o speak first.

    quot;I am ready to play c; I announced to  special ted to eat.

    But instead, so a froared into my eyes, as if srut of me.

    quot;ell me t; sones. quot;You t is so easy. One day quit, next day play. Everyt, so easy, so fast.quot;

    quot;I said Ill play,quot; I whined.

    quot;No!quot; sed, and I almost jumped out of my scalp. quot;It is not so easy anymore.quot;

    I unned by  back to my room. I stared at my cs sixty-four squares, to figure out o undo terrible mess. And after staring like tually believed t I e squares black and te, and everyt.

    And sure enoug nig next to my bed, scolding me for going to sc my ser. In trained o figernoon, s in a cting me a pink ser  a ser