The author reflects on her lack of enthusiasm for chess, associating it with dreary childhood memories and boredom during holidays. Despite her struggles with the game, having learned the basics from esteemed chess player Alexander Baburin gives her a sense of accomplishment. The writer candidly shares that she does not enjoy activities requiring deep concentration or analytical thinking, further complicating her relationship with chess, which she finds daunting and uncomfortable, reminiscent of less enjoyable times in her schooling.
Chess never held much allure for me. It always conjured up images of miserable rainy summers in my family's holiday home in West Cork.
I was absolutely chronic at it. It is safe to say I am not very analytical. Forward thinking melts my brain.
The thought of sitting down and playing a game of chess invokes a similar feeling to reciting my times tables in primary school.
Though she can now boast that she learned the basics from one of the best in Alexander Baburin.
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