Fond memories of a good teacher

Created by Anne 8 years ago
As a young girl I used to enjoy visiting Uncle Dante and Aunty Madeleine. He taught me to play Draughts. But he didn't make it easy and just let me win. No, when I made a bad move he would put the pieces back and say " Now try that again" and I'm glad he did because I became a very difficult person to beat! Over the years, whenever my opponents have congratulated me on my win, I have always been proud to say "I had a good teacher. My Uncle taught me!"
Thank you Uncle Dante x