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Defending Yourself [Monday, Period 1]
Max was actually more amused than anything else about the whole uniform thing. Especially since he'd taken the excuse of his class' subject matter to dress in something a bit more comfortable. A loose-fitting karate gi was way better than those official uniforms, any day of the week.
He was also amused at the plans for today's class, too. And his grin made that clear. So when students arrived to find themselves in a passable facsimile of a modern karate dojo, they might be a mite suspicious.
"Welcome to your final exam in Self Defense," Max announced with a grin. He waved toward the back of the room where there were a pair of clearly-labeled locker rooms. "You all know the drill by now," no they didn't, "go ahead and change into your gis and then come out and you'll each demonstrate the katas you learned this semester." Which was to say: none. At least not from Max.
In the changing rooms were carefully arranged (and labeled) uniforms for every student. Max was apparently trusting that they could figure out how to put them on properly on their own. He'd give them five minutes to change since he was feeling generous, too. Once they were back Max launched into a quick lecture.
"Remember that the martial arts are a way to focus the mind and train the body. They are part of making you a better student. Both in school, and in life. These techniques are not about fighting any external opponent, but are instead about the fight with oneself. How do you stay disciplined so that you can focus on what's important? That's what I hope you've learned in this class." Wow. That totally sounded like something he'd googled right before class, too.
"Now, everyone spread out, and we'll go through our katas." Max kind of wished he'd been able to sneak in a video camera because this promised to be amusing. "Oh, and if anyone wants to discuss anything we learned this semester, I'll have office hours on Wednesday and Friday."
He was also amused at the plans for today's class, too. And his grin made that clear. So when students arrived to find themselves in a passable facsimile of a modern karate dojo, they might be a mite suspicious.
"Welcome to your final exam in Self Defense," Max announced with a grin. He waved toward the back of the room where there were a pair of clearly-labeled locker rooms. "You all know the drill by now," no they didn't, "go ahead and change into your gis and then come out and you'll each demonstrate the katas you learned this semester." Which was to say: none. At least not from Max.
In the changing rooms were carefully arranged (and labeled) uniforms for every student. Max was apparently trusting that they could figure out how to put them on properly on their own. He'd give them five minutes to change since he was feeling generous, too. Once they were back Max launched into a quick lecture.
"Remember that the martial arts are a way to focus the mind and train the body. They are part of making you a better student. Both in school, and in life. These techniques are not about fighting any external opponent, but are instead about the fight with oneself. How do you stay disciplined so that you can focus on what's important? That's what I hope you've learned in this class." Wow. That totally sounded like something he'd googled right before class, too.
"Now, everyone spread out, and we'll go through our katas." Max kind of wished he'd been able to sneak in a video camera because this promised to be amusing. "Oh, and if anyone wants to discuss anything we learned this semester, I'll have office hours on Wednesday and Friday."
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