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Somebody punched my kid? I didnt blame the school
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Somebody punched my kid? I didnt blame the school
Son No. 2 arrived with a different challenge. In elementary school, you could barely find him down there at the bottom of the growth charts.
Fortunately, Drew fell in love with the Karate Kid movie, begged to take lessons and faithfully pedaled his little bike to a local dojo every day after school. He earned a black belt at a ridiculously young age.
Like the Karate Kid, Drew learned the rule: Karate for defense only. He had to use his tae-kwon-do skills only a couple of times in his school career once to gain the lasting respect of the toughest kid in his class, another time to escape eight punks who jumped him in the library park, of all places.
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Twice in his middle school years, kids who thought they were tough sucker-punched Dan from behind once in a restroom, the second time in a hallway. Both of them immediately learned they had picked on the wrong kid. Admittedly, Dan might have strayed a little beyond self-defense in correcting those situations.
After the second incident, an assistant principal warned me that Dan could be starting down a road to delinquency. I told him I wasnt worried. I didnt tell him I was little bit proud.
My boy opened a can on the school bully? Excuse me while I dance a little jig.
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Not every kid comes blessed with the physical means to defend himself or herself. Were lucky that Drew found karate on his own. But Id tell any parent that a responsible martial arts instructor can do wonders for a childs self-confidence and safety.
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It never entered my mind to blame the school because two thugs punched Dan on its grounds. I blame those boys and possibly their parents.