Wednesday, September 29, 2004

I'm on the short bus

Once again, my inadequacies as a red belt have been glaringly demonstrated. In last night's class, as about 25 of us went through basics, SBN would call one person at a time over to demostrate their highest form for him.

When it was my turn, I told him I didn't know my highest form yet. He said, and I quote, "that's alright, let's go through it and I'll help you when you get stuck." I said, and again I quote, "you're going to be helping me early and often." He looked at me like I was crazy.

So I perform the third move of the form and he says, "no, go back." I don't remember what it is, so he tells me what it is. This same thing happens for the next 20 moves in the form. I can tell by his demeanor that he is thoroughly disgusted with me. He tells me to go back in line and to let Lefty know her turn is up.

As soon as I'm settled back in line, SBN calls me back over to where he is about to work with Lefty. A red belt has arrived for the following class, and is warming up. He tells her to help me with the form.

Of the ten or so people who have gone through the drill before me. I am the only one who has to receive "special" instruction. Party of one for the short bus...