Batta and I are having a lot of fun doing aiki when we should be studying. It 's a great stress reliever. It is nice to have someone my age again in class. During his karate session with Sword Sensei, I saw Skittles tug on his sleeve and whisper something to him. When I asked Batta what he said, he told me, "Hey, you're a white belt, like me." How precious. Then aiki sensei chucked him, and there was a Batta-shaped splat grooved into the mat. Hehehe
It is good to teach Batta as it helps me to review. And review is the word, nyo. The first or so of March is the next round of black belt tests. I realized when talking to Sarge that I will be the first adult the school has tested for blackbelt in almost three years. Scary... The last was Short Sensei. Who knows when my test will be....August, I am guessing? That's the next time in between trimesters. I won't be ready in April, and in any case, that's when the tourney is.
They are testing Wheezy kid and Owl. *sigh* They really, REALLY need to wait with them. I don't foresee either one of those kids running (and controlling) their own group of kids successfully. On Monday, I had a bunch of purple and brown belts who were, for a lack of a better term, uninspired by kata. I made them each lead a group kata with disasterous results, and explained to tell why. If they couldn't lead a kata they should know by heart, then they didn't know it, which meant they wouldn't get their black belt. So there. Sensei means "teacher", kiddies. Anyways, I think I shocked poor Batta with my authoritarian style. I am still cute though. :)
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