My Decline and Fall II
We play in street, in cold and in hot. The picture of villagers playing in cold.
And picture of villagers playing in sunny day.
More I will add in the later posts. You know at my age, one gets the fatigue. I am an old woman.
Back in Russia, I was GrandMistress of chess in my village, Korovapavlovsk. I learn at 2 years of the age, before I even learn the piano. I was best in my village, then when to famous chess school in Kharkov, and was Russian Chessmistress by 16. Then Stalin régime destroy my village Korovapavlovsk, all the people to the camps. I survive Kolyma camp by playing the chess. But now as an old woman my brain is not good and doctor says secondary dementia to Parkinsonov disease is making the play difficult and difficult every day. I still thank God that I have chess bad as it is: Bozhe moy, Spasibo Bogu, igrat v shakhmaty nye mogu! Xaxa.