Classes 6 + 7
The Cherub and I were doing some light hand work and for whatever reason he decided to pull a technique out of one of our katas that ended up going through every bit of my defense and plowed into the flesh over my nose and between my eyes. The unfortunate part of this being that he picked a spear hand. Traditionally a really advanced technique because it’s coupled with a lot of hand conditioning we don’t do. In reality if you pulled this technique you’d probably break all your fingers.
So The Cherub tags me once right between the eyes and the blood starts. Neither of us is aware that he’s cut me and somewhat concerned about his control I stop the action and asked him what he did. He shows me hitting me in the same exact spot! Gad.
The Cherub. I imagine that he might come across odd to the average joe on the street. He has pale skin this side of sour cream, fairly bright red hair and very thick glasses. I think he’s around 15, but fairly physically advanced. The reason he seems pretty cool to me is that we met his brothers early on and they seemed really odd. Now that we have a new guy who has a lot of problems being socially appropriate (read: keeping his mouth closed) The Cherub is the model of the upstanding martial art student.
Tuesday went pretty well with another class of six folks. At the end the Twins and Robot pulled me aside and said that Teacher had told them that there we also going to get tested in the upcoming month. Based on that I figured that I needed to do another pre-test class (Thanks Uchi-Deschi!).
So last night we had nine folks and after the first half hour I was going to move over to test prep when, to my vast surprise, in walks Teacher! So I had to continue like he wasn’t there and constantly refer to him as if he wasn’t standing there. Kind of funny most of the time. “Well as you know Teacher like to see…”
He just got back to the states last night so he was totally off his schedule and still decided to come in. Ironically The Cherub had been at work since 5am and Dave had just got in at 6am. So a lot of sleepy faces in the crowd.
The only thing that caught me eye was when we were doing the sparring and one of the twins really stood out as being unflappably brilliant in his hand work. He would forget to use his feet, but still beautiful hand work.