Descriptive Essay On Karate Class

    At 5:58 am my alarm went off like every teenager i hit the amazing snooze button. Wow i love that button. As the next nine minutes went by i just layed in bed thinking that it's friday and that the day is going to be great,but it's not.  As i get up to get things taken care of i started not feeling good. By 6:40 am i was walking to my bus stop. As i was walking on my dark road i notice that the bushes are moving and that there is a noise from an animal. I was thinking that it's just my imagination but it wasn't sadly. I can't go back home because i can't get a ride to school because my parent wasn't able to so i had to walk by this moving bush that's making noises (scary noises). As i pasted this bush i was thinking that it's

Whenever I mention that I do martial arts, the first question that is posed to me is “Are you a black belt?” Well, now I finally have the answer. Yes. My black belt holds a significant value in my life and it always will. So far, this is the biggest achievement for me and my family played an equally important role in this accomplishment. After all, tae kwon do truly means a lot to me.

In my childhood, I was always told that as a girl, I supposed to be tender and quiet. Therefore, in order to be an elegant girl, I learned to dance from 6 years old. But in personality, I am aggressive and active, like a boy. Even though I really enjoy the feeling of standing under the spotlight, I subconsciously aspire to get a black belt. I am fond of Taekwondo, but no matter how I persuade my parents and show them how much I love this sport, my parents still do not think that girls should do such a violent sport, which does not fit the temperament of a female.

Kim Jung Gi is a South Korean artist whose work have gained millions of people’s attention over the course of a few years. He is most famous for his ability to visualize the drawing and he also able to draw without any photographic references (Gi, 2017).

When I started Jiu Jitsu it changed how I felt about being more social. One sunny day in a hot summer me I have sandy blonde hair and blueish green eyes I prefer to read books and be in loud places, my sister Cheyenne a fifteen year old that has blonde hair and blue eyes she loves to read books and pink items, and my nephew Nate is a hyper thrill seeking seven year old were all sitting on the couch trying to find something to watch. Going through the boring choices of movies we couldn’t choose anything then I flicked of the tv, and turned to Chey and Nate let’s go do something this is too boring I said with a little-bit of enthusiasm. Then we went on a hunt to see some fun things we could do we found Jiu Jitsu. Chey and I talked to Mom about our special activity, and she said she would think about is. Later that night I fell asleep hoping she would say yes.

The sport of wrestling has been going on for thousands of years. Our earliest ancestors have been known to play the sport. Back in the caveman times in France the drawings have showed us two men grappling and fighting (College Sports). This is showing the two men wrestling. Wrestling to me has been the toughest sport I have had to participate in so far in my athletic career.

A few minutes before we landed at the airport, I looked at the screen in front of me and it showed ‘33°C’. It had been a year since I last experienced that kind of heat and I couldn’t bear it last time, so I wondered how I would cope with the heat this time. As the plane began to slow and turn into terminal, I could hear people around me start to get there belongings together so that they could get off the plane first. People returned the magazines to the rack on the back of the chair in front of them and I turned off my iPod and put it back in my bag. When I took my headphones out, I felt like I was back in the real world now as I had been concentrating on listening to music for hours. It seemed like time was going slower and slower

Julie: Hello, and welcome to Black Belt Interviews which will be in Black Belt Magazine. I am Julie Smith and today we have special guest Ed Parker. Mr. Parker has created a style called Kenpo Karate which belongs to the American system. Mr. Parker is fondly called as “Father of American Kenpo”. It is very obvious that many people look up to Mr. Parker as a great martial artist. Today, we are here to ask him about his inspiration and reasons for creating this style of martial arts.

My life was flashing before my eyes, I was realizing what was happening death was coming. Cold and stillness filled the room while the feeling of death started to overtake my body it was a different feeling but it had to come. My limbs felt heavy and I thought real slow everything was slowing down. Just then something odd happened like nothing I ever thought some sound came into the room an annoying buzzing creature.

Sweat sweeps out, slowly gliding down and finally dripping off his face. His heart races as he huffs and puffs. He stutter steps, pulls out, fakes again, and quickly turns from right to left outwitting his opponent and grabbing onto his leg. He doesn’t even think about it anymore. His movements steadily have become reflexes and his reflexes are second nature.

I can feel the sunlight hi my eye lids. Guess it was time to wake up. I flicker my eyes three times before I open them. It was a Saturday morning so I was really happy it was the weekend. I had my who day scheduled out, but before I could do anything fun I had to eat breakfast first. I hurry down down the stairs still in my pajamas. I looked out of the window to see if my mom or dad was still here, but I didn't see their cars so they must have left for work already. They don't work on the weekends all the time, but on occasions they did. I turned around and continues to the kitchen which was just right around the corner. It was hard to think of what I was going to eat.

In today’s busy world, it can be hard to find the time to even think about one’s fitness, let alone actually do anything to maintain it. The average person has school, work, family, pets, and many more distractions in their life to ensure their fitness is left on the backburner. However, when the thought of exercise does eventually enter their mind, the thought that often comes forefront is that of the gym. The concept of a gym is simple, populate a building with the necessary equipment for a variety of physical activities, attracting people who want to get that perfect body or even just get back in shape. However, many people who have never frequented a gym often come up with a plethora of reasons not to go.

As I got an invitation to go to open gym with my friends, my main thoughts were, “I hope I can get some new skills tonight.” Little did I know, my thoughts about four hours later would be, “I have never been so upset, angry, or disappointed in my life.” As I walked into the cold, noisy gym, I was prepared to achieve my round off back handspring back tuck. I assured myself that I would be able to do it successfully. I wished that the ground was as soft and comforting as the dark trampoline with orange and blue bumpers. Seeing girls doing back walkovers on the thin, beige, four- inch beam, swinging their bodies around the slippery, uneven bars, and flipping themselves into the sky blue, squishy mat made me tell myself, “If they can do that,

of these attacks, you can stop them. If you block the kick and follow up quickly