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Personal Writing: Karate Class
I was five years old, a little crazy kid that always caused trouble.
My father thought I needed discipline, and brought me to my first karate
class. It was the beginning of something that I looked forward to every
other day of the week.
The first couple of classes weren't too exciting; it was about
learning my first form. It consisted of only punches, until I formed a
little bit of a stretch to kick. The next week I had my first friendly
fight in class. I was a little nervous but once the teacher gave me the
signal to ....