"Ayea, Ayea I yelled as I kicked and punched the training dummies!" I was 6 years old living in sunny California with palm tress everywhere. I learnt martial arts. When we moved to Portland, Oregon later that year in February.
My mom wanted me to start learning martial arts or taekwondo so we found a dojo near out house. My mom used to sit and wait for my classes to get over and decided she would join too she dragged my dad into it. I was a year advanced of them but we could go to some classes together. I went there three times a week. I was a very serious kid back then and wanted to be like the other black belts. I got my yellow belt, then my next belt and 2 years later I got my poom belt which is the belt before black belt. I worked very hard that year and was scared I would fail my black belt test.
I tested when I was ten years old and got my black belt. My parents got their's the following year. I was sitting watching them while testing and remembered me when I was 10 years old. Its really cool to have your whole family be black belts. In the summers I used to teach classes my dad would drop me off at three and pick me up at six and we would all do class together and go home. Doing that helped me learn responsibility and how to act around kids. I had to stop in 6th grade when the school became a little harder and sometimes regret that now. I am really glad that I am a black belt and my family are black belts too.
My mom wanted me to start learning martial arts or taekwondo so we found a dojo near out house. My mom used to sit and wait for my classes to get over and decided she would join too she dragged my dad into it. I was a year advanced of them but we could go to some classes together. I went there three times a week. I was a very serious kid back then and wanted to be like the other black belts. I got my yellow belt, then my next belt and 2 years later I got my poom belt which is the belt before black belt. I worked very hard that year and was scared I would fail my black belt test.
