PILOGUE — Ten Years Laterkaia's POVOn a Saturday morning in late spring, Asha came to find me at the school.She was ten years old and had been training formally since she was seven, which was the age she had decided she was ready and had presented her case to me with the specific organized precision of someone who had grown up watching Pella build arguments and had absorbed the method entirely. I had said yes because she was ready and because I had learned from Pella that telling someone they were ready before they had convinced themselves they were did not work, and by seven Asha had convinced herself thoroughly.She found me at the fence of the original training ground, the one that had started everything, watching the Saturday morning free session where students came without a formal curriculum and worked on whatever they were working on. There were forty-three students in the school's current cohort, which was the largest it had ever been, and on Saturday mornings a good third
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