My third grader announced tonight that he had homework for me.
“Oh really?” I said. Fully expecting him to pull out yet another questionnaire or form for me to fill out.
He then proceeded to pull this out of his backpack:
That is Laszlo Polgar’s book titled Chess: 5334 Problems, Combinations and Games.
It is 1104 pages long.
And all the pages that look like this:
Apparently the kid did not get the memo that I don’t do books that long. (Although I have read a certain Vampire series
whose 2560 pages were worth every minute of my time.)
I asked him why I needed to read the book, which ironically has very few words and far to many pictures of chess boards.
He told me that he wants to be a better chess player because chess players are better at math.
Then he said that in order to be a better chess player he needs to practice more at home. And in order to practice more at home someone there needs to know how to play chess.
So he asked Mr. Wagner (the media specialist and chess coach at his school) for a book that I could read to learn how to play chess.
Apparently Mr. Wagner recommends this one.
Can’t we just stick to being mediocre in math?