Last week the big fella (no longer the little guy) had his first Tae Kwon Do class.
We were asked, in an entirely friendly and well-meaning way, to not hang around the gym during his first classes as he would be distracted.
I did, however, watch the end of his classes as I waited to pick him up, careful to stand back from the door I peering through, to see him but not be too obvious (foreigners can distract whole classes of children easily).
The first time I watched, he was mostly playing with his belt like a snake. On a later visit, I saw him practice with some classmates of similar age or size. They must have had more experience because they were kicking from what I know as 'fighting stance' (one leg leading,body twisted slightly, hands
up in fists) and jumping on ocassion from left-leg-leading to right-leg-leading. The big fella was just jumping up and down, body squarely facing the instructor.
But, he had a happy smile on his face.
I am satisfied with the instructors and the big fella's training. So long as he has fun with other children, and learns a little, I will be as happy as the
Oh, these photos were taken at home, if you couldn't tell.