Tuesday, September 29, 2009
EDRG 3344 TTR MEMORIES
One of my happiest moments was when my oldest son took his exam to become a black belt in Taekwondo. It was 3 years ago, he was only 10. He had to write an essay about why he felt becoming a black belt was important. He had to come up with a routine on how he was going to break through 5 different boards, he had to do 150 push ups and 150 sit ups. He had to go through 8 different routines that he had learned since he was five and about 15 different kicks. It was the most incredible sight. He had to work and I mean work hard. I mean this was no oooohhhh he's only 10 let's give him a break kinda thing......this was intense. He had to spar two people at the same time and he kicked their butt. He was sweating and fatigue. He had tears coming out of his eyes from exhaustion. I was cheering him on and telling him, "you can do it baby!" It got so intense when he was in a group spar that I had to step outside, I had tears rolling down my face. THEY WERE PUNCHING MY BABY!!!!!!! OH MY GOSH. To see my son in action and to see his perseverance through it all was absolutely incredible. At the end of the test he ran, flew over 5 people and kicked a board and broke it in half. It was AWESOME. I was a proud mom that day.
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