Tag: Growth Mindset

  • I Wasn’t a Child Prodigy

    I Wasn’t a Child Prodigy

    I started playing chess late in life. I won’t say exactly how late. Let’s just say I wasn’t a child prodigy…

    While other children were sacrificing queens in brilliant combinations before they lost their baby teeth, I was… doing considerably less impressive things.

    I only discovered chess later… much later.

    Which, as it turns out, is still early enough to make spectacular blunders.

    Recently, I stumbled across something called Solo Chess in the Chess.com app. And there are three modes in Solo Chess: Challenge Mode, Practice Mode, and Crazy Mode.

    After dabbling in the Challenge and Practice modes for a couple of weeks, my ego became so inflated it apparently affected my brain. Because my brain whispered “I think we’re ready for the Crazy Mode“.

    Screenshot from Chess.com App

    The description for the Crazy Mode was reassuringly modest, as you can see from the screenshot above.

    Naturally, I tapped it.

    For the uninitiated, Solo Chess isn’t about checkmate.

    Every move must be a capture.

    Every piece may only move twice.

    Your objective is to eliminate every piece except one (if there is a king on the board, the king must be the last piece standing).

    It sounds perfectly reasonable until your rook quietly turns black because you’ve forgotten it has already moved twice, and your entire strategy collapses around you.

    If you solved the puzzle on the first attempt, you get a green tick. If it took several attempts to solve it, the tick is red.

    My early attempts followed a familiar pattern.

    I would spend several minutes constructing what I believed was an ingenious sequence of captures, only to discover I’d trapped myself with two lonely black pieces staring at each other across the board.

    Before long, I developed a policy.

    The bishops had to go.

    Bishops are snipers.

    Leave one alive for too long and it quietly ruins your plans from the opposite side of the board.

    I wasn’t about to negotiate with that.

    Needless to say, the first few ticks were red.

    But because I was still delusional, I challenged myself to get a green tick. Preferably before the year is out.

    Cue 16 hours later.

    After several red ticks and more resets than I care to admit, something unexpected happened.

    I solved a Crazy Mode puzzle.

    On the first attempt.

    A green tick appeared.

    Screenshot from Chess.com App

    I did it.

    In under 24 hours.

    Looking back, the green tick wasn’t the interesting part.

    The interesting part was realising that somewhere between “I have to trace the knight’s L-shaped moves with my finger” and “Experts Only“, my brain had quietly rewired itself.

    Apparently that’s how progress works.

    It doesn’t arrive with a fanfare.

    It arrives disguised as a small green square with a tick.

  • How Many Queens Is Too Many Queens?

    How Many Queens Is Too Many Queens?

    Screenshot

    The answer, apparently, is still not enough.

    I was playing a game against Dr. Wolf when something extraordinary happened. One pawn promoted. Then another. And another. Before long, my side of the board looked less like a chess game and more like a constitutional crisis in a matriarchal kingdom.

    At one point I had five queens on the board.

    Five.

    The black king sat on e2, contemplating his life choices while surrounded by enough royal women to form a small government.

    What aggravated me most was that despite commanding what was essentially an entire dynasty, I still had to be careful. Anyone who has ever played chess knows that having overwhelming material – especially overwhelming material of the most powerful piece – doesn’t automatically mean victory. In fact, it’s surprisingly easy to blunder into stalemate when your army consists of multiple queens all trying to help at the same time.

    The saying “too many cooks spoil the broth” has never been more appropriate. The game ended in stalemate nine times before I finally managed to checkmate the king.

    The screenshot above captures the aftermath. The game is effectively over. The black king has nowhere meaningful to go, while my queens occupy strategic squares across the board like overenthusiastic wedding planners coordinating the same event.

    And yet, looking at the position made me think about something beyond chess.

    Sometimes in life we spend so much time worrying about what we’re missing that we fail to notice how much we’ve already accumulated. We focus on the piece that was captured, the opportunity that disappeared, or the plan that went wrong. Meanwhile, there may already be four queens on our side of the board.

    Experience.

    Wisdom.

    Resilience.

    Skills we didn’t have a year ago.

    Proof that we survived every position life has thrown at us so far.

    The goal isn’t necessarily to collect queens, of course. But every now and then, it’s worth pausing to appreciate just how far your pawns have travelled.

    After all, every queen on that board started life as a humble pawn.

    And if you’re wondering whether five queens is too many queens, the answer is simple:

    When your opponent’s king is still standing, the correct number of queens is always one more.

    Preferably before accidentally stalemating the opponent’s king again.