Tim my son...although I may be a good teacher...and a decent
coach...I never got my black belt in Tae Kwon Do.
So sensei doesn't really fit...i didn't take my test due to having to
fight a girl...passed my kata test though.
Just can't hit a woman...watched my dad do it too much growing up.
Kinda sad that my sensei would flunk me over something like that.
But hey...I am a black belt in mind and soul and I think that I
deserved it for being a REAL man...there are so few these days. I can
still break quite a few boards and bricks...and since I learned it I have
only been in a few fights...although funny side note...almost got into
one today...crazy people came up to my door....looking for people
that lived down the street...and hoping to buy some drugs or
something...I told them they had the wrong house...next thing I know
this guy was freaking out...he was probably 6'1" and about
220lbs...big guy...me 5'10"...if you ever seen a Bruce Lee movie then
you have a clue what I look like...small...but ripped...he threatened to
kill me...I told him..he might get one hit in but the wheelchair he will
spend the rest of his life in was not worth it...and that actually made
him walk away.
Can't believe i actually just told this story....sorry to all.
Dave
Captain USA (can I use this now?)
I thought it was a great story, actually. There have been a few times
when I've used my intimidating looks (I'm 5-10, but broad shouldered
and tattooed, and I've mastered the Clint Eastwood stare-down,
passed on to me from my dad)-- when, in fact, I am one of the
biggest pacifists (i.e., wusses) on the planet.
By the way-- how old are you? You called me "my son," but I bet I'm
older than you, or damn close.
Tim
The Dark Squire