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  • My name is Waverly Jong. I live in San Francisco's Chinatown with my parents and two older brothers Vincent and Winston.
  • A chess set??
  • Yay! Life Savers!
  • Ugh, I'm losing!
  • Ok ok fine! Come, here. I'll teach you.
  • I want to play! I want to play ! Vincent teach me how to play!
  • We lived on Waverly Place, a warm, clean, two-bedroom flat that sat above a small Chinese bakery specializing in steamed pastries and dim sum. I was six years old when my mother taught me the art of invisible strength.
  • What Vincent taught me wasn't enough. I want to learn more about chess.
  • Chess is...
  • Chess 101
  • It was actually my brother Vincent who got the chess set. We went to the annual Christmas Party held at the First Chinese Baptist Church. Children would go talk to Santa then get their presents. Many children anticipated but was then disappointed.
  • Chess??!! Oh,my! Ok. Let's play!
  • Ugh!! why do I keep losing??
  • Want to play?
  • I see you only know play by the book techniques. Let me teach you some more fun and better techniques.
  • I watched Vincent and Winston as they played chess with each other. The chessboard seemed to hold elaborate secrets waiting to be untangled. The chessman were more powerful than Old Li's magic herbs that cured ancestral curses. And my brothers wore such serious faces that i was sure something was at stake.
  • Wow! Your daughter is REALLY good!
  • Is luck.
  • I started studying and reading about chess. I read the rules and looked up all the big words in a dictionary. I studied each chess piece, trying to absorb the power each contained. I learned about opening moves and why its important to control the center early on. I was learning all about how chess works and all the techniques you can use to win.
  • While walking home from school, I detoured through the playground at the end of our alley. I saw a group of old men, two seated across a folding table playing chess. I ran home, grabbed Vincent's chess board, came back to the playground and approached a man who was observing a game and asked him if he wanted to play.
  • I lost many games and many Life Savers. But over the weeks, with each diminishing roll of candies, I added new secrets.
  • OK!
  • After Lau Pao taught me more about chess, I started getting better and better. Then a small weekend crowd of Chinese people and tourists would gather as I played and defeated my opponents. My mother would join the crowds sitting proudly on a bench.
  • Wow, I can't believe I lost. You should take her to compete in a tournament!
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