I was 16. There had been something inside me urging me to get connected to martial arts in some way, but I was too young to really realize what it was I wanted.
One day, I was at the local martial arts supply store, bugging the clerk like always. I was the kid that never took martial arts, but kept coming into the store with wide eyes and empty pockets.
I was informed that a new school was opening just a few doors down. Some kung fu school. I KNEW that I didn't want to study some flowery, fancy-dancy kung fu crap. But I went anyway, just to check it out and confirm what I thought I already knew.
I went, and visited with the teacher. Every night for a week I went to visit, to talk, to ask questions. Not once did he ever turn me away.
I started training the following week, and never looked back at the macho, hard core, tough guy karate schools (or Robert Bussey's Ninja Academy) that I thought I had wanted to attend. I have been with my Sifu for 16 years, never once reconsidering my decision. My reasons for staying with it have changed over the years, as has my understanding of MA in general. I know now that I'll never quit.
Gambarimasu.
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