Am I a prodigy?" I ask.Miss Person snorts. She pushed the cap back on her purple pen. 'You have some talent and you work hard. I'll take that over prodigy any day.

I have gone over to the dork side.

Just keep playing.

I told Dad about yesterday...I told him how I made all those mistakes.'But you kept on playing?' Dad said. His eyes got wide when he said it. I could tell he was proud.'Everybody does,' I said. 'You can't just get up and walk away every time you mess up. You'd never get anywhere.