When I was a young kid I remember getting quite upset if I ever got the sense that my parents were helping me or allowing me to win and I think not generally being allowed to win until I won fair and square taught me an important life lesson.......so, my question is: Do you let your kids win or would you in the future let your future kiddies win? Let's here it!
I was the same as you, if I picked up on it, I hated it and felt insulted. I do not think you should let kids win. But if I were playing a game against a kid and they were about to make a bad move, a losing move.. I might say.. "you SURE you want to do that?" Or I might say.. "you know, perhaps just watch that rook..." I'm going to give them more chances to correct their mistakes before they make them. But I'm not going to throw a game, no.
I kicked my 4 year olds ass at Chutes and Ladders a few weeks ago. He got really upset and started to cry. I explained to him that learning to lose is just as important as winning. He doesn't get it. He was still pissed but oh well. He will figure it out some day. Until then I will continue to play games the right way. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. It's a life lesson.
Depends on their age. I may let them win from time to time to boast their confidence. They feel what its like to win and lose. If i'm constantly destroying them at whatever, i would probably feel like a jerk after a while. lol
When I was in Australia last, my sisters eldest is like 6 and we played Mario Kart. I didn't go easy on him. No, I flogged him by a lap every time and he cried. And I didn't feel bad because I've been training my whole life for these moments and they're gone have to sit there and man up and learn how to beat me.
it's a nice thought, but my killer instinct always kicks in at some point. usually i just end up letting them get close and then pulling out all the stops.
When I was into chess at like 13 my uncle used to play without his queen, but he'd never let me win. I don't actually think I ever beat him.
Yeah it did, I wanted to play him a lot when we gathered as family over Xmas. I remember I had him stressing a few times but he was obviously much more mature and knowledgeable and could use strategies definitely something I've come to use in my life.
yeah that's something i would actually do, that way it's still interesting for both of us. the kid is still trying like normal, and i can try my best but with a built-in handicap. i know you disagree with this one, but that's also kind of how i play shitty people and kids in pool. oh, you suck? well i'll bank every shot, or i'll play one handed, or something.
When I was a child, probably seven, my father was teaching my older sisters how to play Poker. I asked if I could play and they let me. Unfortunately I kept winning and my sisters were getting angry about that so I was not allowed to play after that. I married in 1970 and my husband had four younger siblings. When we would visit they always wanted to play this board game called Risk. I was not really into it but played along, knitting in between my turns. I always chose the pink blocks as my army. The goal was to conquer the world. For some strange reason I always won that game. The kids would get so mad.