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“A father is neither an anchor to hold us back nor a sail to take us there, but a guiding light whose love shows us the way.” A father is commonly thought of as a protector, a money maker, the one who takes care of issues. They are also known as betrayers, cowards, and boors. When the word dad comes to mind, what do you think of? Your hero, best friend, worst enemy? I think of martial arts, hospitals, and some life lessons that have changed who I am forever. Over the course of eight years in martial arts, my father has taught me an abundance of responsibility and commitment. In 2006, both my mom and dad made a mutual agreement to sign me up for a Korean martial arts class in town, Tang Soo Do. As a six-year-old child who just moved up to Roscommon from Florida, I was excited to do something and meet some people. Unfortunately, the class was only made up of an average of three other people, all of whom were over 30 years old. Dad told me that the class would be fun, that I would learn to defend myself. For a long while the class went great, I was the ‘trainee instructor’, and I was good at what I did; I was a natural. Younger kids came and went, a few adults too, but it was mainly just us. After I hit the age of ten I really started to fight with my dad about going to practice every Tuesday and Thursday. Classes consisted of the same activities, and there was never any variety. Dad would get mad whenever I didn’t want to go and would make me go regardless.

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