The Day Ramiro Taught Us a Lesson
It was 1982, I was in fourth grade, and at my school they had decided to teach us chess for a few months. So it turned out that every Wednesday after lunch a special teacher would come to teach us how to play and make interesting moves. Towards the end of this little chess course, we organized a mini tournament. My friend Ramiro was about a year younger than the whole class and exactly one year younger than me, since we had birthdays on the same day. ...