My Dreams In Karate : My Experience Of A Karate Class

School was the same as yesterday, full of zoning out. When I got home from school I ran into my room and threw myself onto my bed. I laid there for a good ten minutes or so. I was scared to death, but at the same time I was so excited. I knew I would make it, but I was still terrified though. The fact that I was in the first group to go made me a lot more nervous. In a way it’s a good thing so I wouldn’t have to think about it and get more nervous than I already was. Once I had got ready I laid right back on my bed. I’m not sure why I was so tired, but I clearly was. If my mom wouldn’t have called me I would’ve been dead

While I enjoy participating in various hobbies, one of the hobbies I’ve found the most meaningful is an activity I’ve taken up more recently, Jiu-Jitsu. I’d started Jiu-Jitsu around the August of 2016. My father had encouraged me to try out my first lesson as it would help me learn self-defense and respect. There was a place advertising for a free first class, Tracy's Karate. I participated in my first lesson in the first week of August. The senseis (teachers) and other students there were all so helpful, supportive and respectful. I’d known almost instantly I wanted to sign up. Several months into attending classes weekly, my practice paid off and I was promoted a belt in Jiu-Jitsu. Currently, I am still attending classes and hope to do so

My karate journey started when I was 4 years old. My parents enrolled me in a few activities including karate, piano, and later chess to foster growth and development. But, I wouldn’t know how much of an impact karate would have on my life at that age. My parents knew that karate taught discipline, confidence, self-defense, and most important of all, kindness and respect. But then again, why IBBA? Well, there are many other schools out there, but they do not require the same perseverance and resilience needed to get a black belt like IBBA. They do not have the same sense of family and friendship that you have at IBBA, for they are run like a business, not a true dojo.

My first day of karate class is very memorable. I was only ten years old then. I was very passionate about learning karate, so dad enrolled me in the Army Junior Club. As he dropped me off he said, “Dear, don’t get beat up.” I think that he was joking. I smiled back and rushed in to the building. The room was covered with soft blue padding to reduce injuries during falls. It also smelled of sweat and hard work. My karate instructor came in and looked at us. We were a mixture of sorts, children from the age of six to seventeen. The older children were sent to another room with another instructor.

We wake up at 8 a.m. and head to the airport, as soon as we get there we get on a plane for three and a half hours. It is 9 a.m. when we arrive, I notice that we live in one of the main parts of California, LA. Luckily it's only Friday and I don't have to start school until Monday. So on saturday I wake up and decide to go out for coffee by myself. As I am walking I receive a text from my mom and at that moment I bump into someone and fall. I get up and and see a cute guy standing in front of me, I go to say sorry but he speaks first “Watch where you're going!” He exclaimed as he walked away. I didn't even bother to stop for coffee I wasn't in the mood after that unfriendly

On November 27, 2000, Attorney General Spitzer announced a settlement that required the owner of Tiger Schulmann's Karate Centers pay $195,000 in penalties. He operated 35 karate centers. Consumers were refunded $36,000 and the centers had to comply with New York state franchise law. Forty two New York consumers received refunds averaging $850. Tiger Schulmann's Karate Centers violated the state's Deceptive Acts and Practices Statute, the Health Club Services Act, the Franchise Act, and the Executive and Judiciary laws.

My opponent is my teacher and my ego is my enemy. During the beginning of 9th grade I had always wanted to get a membership at a gym and so happen that my cousin started working at this new gym called UFC, she invited me to check it out. Monday in the afternoon, I went to the gym and from the moment I first stepped foot in that gym I loved the vibe there. Everybody pleasantly welcomed me. I first started taking DUT (Daily Ultimate Training) classes which worked more on strength and conditioning. Then several different classes, however the one class that caught my attention the most was the Brazilian jiu-jitsu class. Brazilian jiu-jitsu (BJJ) is a martial art and combat sport that teaches a smaller person how to defend himself against a larger adversary by using leverage and proper technique

It was that time of the year ,which was back to school, it was the day ,I got to meet my 8th grade teacher ,I was sweating and had butterflies in my stomach. It was coincidence to find my friend Sheyla at the parking lot. Sheyla said she has met her teacher ,but needed a few more supplies ,so she was just back from getting her last supplies. Sheyla’s family went with us to met my teacher ,and I was glad to see her because it was quite a while since I last saw her. Later, after we left Berkmar grounds,I went to Sheyla’s house and we hangout the rest of the day. It was the first day of school, usually I would be feeling nervous,but today I wasn't ,which was good because I didn't want have sweating hands and a racing heartbeat. I arrived at Berkamr and went straight to homeroom ,I found my seat and waited. My first day at school wasn't to bad because the only thing

So this is where my story takes off. It was just a normal fall day in November of 2011. I woke up ate cereal and said bye to my dad not knowing I would never see him again. I rode my bike to school with Zack. He wasn’t just any friend, he was my best friend we hung out every day we did everything together. Back to what I was saying it was just a regular day going to school at the end of the day my principle called my teacher and said that I was too come to the

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.

My friends were cracking up because they knew these females loved to talk but we were always about action. We all knew what was going to take place after school without even saying it. It was now time for us to split up and go to our next class. We would see each other later in the day at lunch so this wasn’t a big deal. As I head down the hallway and make my way to the second floor I hear a loud Yo! coming from the opposite end of the hallway. By this time I was thinking the hallway was empty because I was a minute late for class just because I took the long way there. I turned around to see who was making the noise. It was one of the boys that wasn’t even supposed to be on our floor. He was a junior and I was a freshman so we were always separated by floors. I kept walking because my name wasn’t yo so he couldn’t have been talking to me. He ran up behind me and grabbed me by my waist. I resisted and turned to him and said; “Why are you touching me Tank?” He stared at me and started laughing. I looked at him and said; “What’s funny?’’ He said in his deep raspy voice , “You acting like I can’t touch you.” I said to him “You can’t I don’t know you like that for you to be touching on me and grabbing me.” I turned away from him and continued on my way to class. Half way down the hallway I see a group of boys who looked like they didn’t belong. As I got

Jane and Nhi was at an app. Dinner was delicous sphaghitti. Jane and Nhi got home. They ate dinner whileI went upsatirs to do my stuff since I ws done eating. Upstairs I played my guitar and rewrote my thing in my writing journlal for school. I changed into a peom. Inside of the random stuff I wrote down I made a poem called Unforgettable and Wonders.Around 6:45 Nhi wanted me to go on a bike ride. We did we biked around to Devinere Farms park and then by the Kishuwakee River. Only a little because it was getting dark and the sun already set it was just a few clear clouds left. We stopped to take lots of pictires. We got home at 7:45. Jane and My were watching Big Brother,that game show is on 3 day in a week. Anyways,I went upstairs to hang out with Nhi. I bought in my writers journal to decorate it. I ended up reading the older magaiznes other then cutting it out. I didn’t have ideas in my head and was about to gie up afte only finding a skittles founing,a cute dog chewing a ball and flowers. Then,I saw this horizantal picture of a Hollywood sunset. It was for Hollywood stars but I jut cut that

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Judo has been a large part of my life since I was six years old. Twenty-one years have passed since I started judo, and the role that it has played in my life has transformed tremendously over the years. To me, judo has always been a sport. I have practiced countless of hours on perfecting the technique of my throws, sweeps, pins, chokes, and armbars, and my work has paid off in competition. I have competed in multiple tournaments on the national and international scope, and I have won awards in both shiai (sparring) and kata (form). However, judo to me changed into so much more after my experience at the 2015 Special Olympics World Games during the summer after my high school junior year.

I got out of school full of joy because it was Friday and we were going camping that evening. My sister picked me up, which was a little weird, but she is 34 and has picked me up from school before. On the way to my house, where my sister would drop me off, I was talking to my niece about her ballet recital that was happening in a couple of days. When we got home, my mom’s car wasn’t in the driveway, which is really strange since we get out of school at 2:30, and my mom gets off work at 2:00. I walked inside, set all my stuff down, and went to the basement to play with my nephew and niece. A few moments later my sister called us all upstairs, and said “We have to go, Josh is hurt.”