Chapter 6: Rescue Me

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          After school, I skated to my Tae Kwan Do class. I work there, so I get to teach the little kids as an Instructor. When I entered the Tae Kwan Do studio I saw my Master at the entrance counter. I took off my cap, placed my hands together, straitened up my back, and bowed down.

"Mu Do'." I greeted. It's a thing you say in Korean when you greet someone, but I don't understand what it really meant.

"Mu Do', Timothy." Master Jung greeted back. "Get sparing gear."

And I did as he asked.

          I still felt very down today. Losing a friend like that just because she thought I just want to have her virginity? I just hate it when I didn't do anything wrong, then got labeled as a liar. But.. I guess that's life.

When a class started, I had my sparing armor on. The children took turns kicking me in the stomach, using their techniques. Whenever they made a mistake, I show them and correct them. It's a simple job, until my master comes around...

"Looky here." he said to the students. He has a korean accent. He came from Korea, though I don't know if it's north or south. His english is kinda bad, but everyone understands him anyways. "I show you, Art of Defensea! Timothy! Come here!"

And I came and bowed to him. "Yes Sir."

"Start!"

And we both bow. "Mu Do'."

"Now, punchie!"

And I punch forward and kept it there until further orders.

Master Jung looked around at the students. "Now, use this hand!" He raised his right hand and grabbed my wrist. "And this hand!" and did the same. "Then TWIST!!!" And he twisted my wrists outward.

I groaned in pain as I placed my knee on the floor. All the kids laughed at me in delight, and I smiled to hear them laugh. It hurts ALOT, but it's nice to hear the kids laugh once in a while.

"Remember! Put your hands into butterfly and grab and twista! UNDERSTAND?!"

"Yes Grandmaster!" everyone said.

"Now, this is how the master do self defensea!" Then he pulled me forward and tripped me with his right leg. I was flying in the air as he threw me. I got flipped and he pushed me onto the floor.

My air got knocked out as I coughed and groaned in pain. But though all that pain, I still smiled. It's what my grandmaster do best... Lead by Example.

All the students were either amazed or humored by this act.

"GET UP!" Master said.

And I did.

"Do your besty! Stand up!"

And everyone did.

"Start!"

And everyone bowed, "Mu Do'." And we started the practices.

This is pretty much what I do in Tae Kwan Do. Teach kids, practice advanced moves, and get beat up my my Grandmaster Jung. Good old Tae Kwan Do

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          I was walking to McDonalds for some food. After a long training, I got real hungry. Fixing my cap, I entered the restaurant. To my suprise, I saw the USC Trojant fan, Kevien Syopos. He's known to talk about random stuff. A few times, he was talking to this person, and he didn't even know that Keven was talking to him! He's just one talkative dude.

"Keven!" I greeted.

"Oooh my..." he greeted back. "Tim, what are you doing here."

"To get a sandwich you numb-skull, haha."

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