On almost every paper I’ve read there is a main title and then a subtitle that is a play on words. I think mine would be "and other forms of self abuse via teaching.” I’m pretty sure that any psych professor would be pleased to see that in the pile of their evening reading.
Teacher is trying to get us to use more combinations and to this end he’ll have us do a sort of Simon Says routine. He’ll do a staggeringly complex combination of blocks and strikes and count and we are supposed to follow along. Hilarity ensues. We’ve found out that you have to move slow or suffer that dumb look when you know you’ve done it wrong.
During break I asked about a throw I’m not very good at and that got Teacher’s juices flowing for the 2nd hour. So we brought the mats and learned how to do that throw.
Imagine someone grabbing your left shoulder from behind with their left hand (improbable, but it’s easier to describe this way). You reach across with your right and clamp down on their hand, your thumb over their web. You step back and pull the hand down at a 45 degree angle in front of you. To avoid a painful shoulder the bad guy needs to roll out in front of you. Simple, elegant and frustrating as hell to do right.
After that it was basic wrist locks from every conceivable angle. I was given the new guy, Shootah, again and I took him through everything I could recall until the end of the class. Ouch.