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Letters from readers: Love for chess, slime and pets

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9 Dec, 2024

This week, a student recommends learning chess, while another describes why she loves playing with slime and a third writes about her cat.

A student explains how playing chess 
can help brain development. Photo: Shutterstock
A student explains how playing chess can help brain development. Photo: Shutterstock
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Edwin Tsoi Cheuk-wai (aged 11), CCC Kei Wan Primary School

I love chess because it can be exciting and fun. Chess can also be a great game for training our brains because you must think, analyse your chess board, play tactics, etc.

Chess is an international game that has different competitions. My favourite chess player is Levy Rozman because he analyses chess games online with people and teaches them how to do their best.

I learned how to play this game when I was eight. At first, I kept losing, but I didn’t give up. As I got better, I started to enjoy every match.

I hope you guys will play with me and join the chess world.

Edwin Tsoi recommends taking up chess as a hobby. Photo: Handout
Edwin Tsoi recommends taking up chess as a hobby. Photo: Handout

Alma Hui On-yuet (aged 7), St Stephen’s College Preparatory School

My favourite item is my slime. I bought some from shops, but the one I like the most is the one I made myself. I made it by joining a workshop. It’s bright red with a lot of glitter in it. It makes crunchy sounds when you squeeze it. I can make big bubbles and pop them too! I like playing with slime very much because it is soft and can be stretched into different shapes. I want to make another bright blue slime with a bit of glitter in it. Do you like to play with slime as much as I do?

Alma Hui enjoys playing with slime. Photo: Handout
Alma Hui enjoys playing with slime. Photo: Handout

Annabel Gao Junyao (aged 11), Pooi To Middle School

I gave my pet the funniest name – Broom. When I was nine years old, my father gave me a little kitty but he did not have a name. His fur is black, but the funniest part is that Broom always ran out of our house at night. My father needed to stand beside the door and yell for him to return.

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