Sierra and i played chess really for the first time today. Actually we had set up the board a few times at a coffee shop (Open Space) or at home, but today was the first time we really played a full game with me helping her by explaining where she could move her pieces according to the rules
I won, but i lost a few key figures carelessly...a queen, a bishop...basically playing against myself. Anyway, she seemed to have fun, though she probably just wanted to move the figures around however she wanted and pretend she was playing.
I haven't played chess in a long time, though i fondly remember playing it with Dillon, Gregg, and others. It's been a while since i've played at all, and i definitely haven't played seriously in many years. What is serious chess playing? Unhealthy mental obsession? Memorization of patterns or superhuman like capability for forethought? I know that chess is supposed to be good for the brain--for making rational, thought-through decisions, though part of me kind of feel like it's pointless.
I do really like the name of the game in the three languages i know it. Interesting. It's also interesting to think that the game is hundreds of years or thousands of years old or something. I am imagining royalty or clergy in the Middle Ages playing it, and sheiks in the dessert or so.
And i like playing chess with our daughter. :)
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