My nine-year-old son, Leo, hates losing.
Over the years, there have been tears when he hasn’t won at a board game. He has threatened to quit cricket – his favourite sport – because he wasn’t the best on the day. And he is not above levelling cheating accusations at a rival team who has won fair and square.
And in those moments, I’ve forced myself to go against the instinct every parent has: to smooth it over, tell him he’s a winner anyway, or agree with him, as a way to rescue him from the disappointment.
Instead, I’ve always told him the truth, because it’s an importan...


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