The First Day
In life, a person has many firsts. Whether it is the first time riding a bike, a first kiss, or a first car. People are constantly exposed to new experiences. This has been very true for me; I have had many new experiences adding to my “skill set.” My most recent first time endeavor is taking a Tae Kwon Do class and learning the moves and oaths. It is very exciting and it is definitely the best class I have ever taken. The first day however, I did not know what to expect. I was very happy because I expected it to be awesome. I can still remember my feelings: the community building’s sensory attributes, the instructors, and the first time learning the moves.
It was a Wednesday in early January; I had finished all of my classes and waited until six-o-clock to depart for Tae Kwon Do class. Youn, Dayna, and I met at dinner and decided we should carpool. We left the mess hall and headed for Dayna’s car. When we arrived at the community building it was packed and we had trouble finding a place to park. We found a spot and we went inside and headed down the stairs to the room where the class was being held. We took a seat and observed as familiar faces walked in the door to join us. I looked out on the floor and students that had been taking the class for a long time sparred together. It was an impressive sight and I thought, “Whoa, I can’t believe I will get to do this.”
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I can remember as I sat there, the noises made by those who were sparring, and seeing their cool suits. The air smelled and tasted musty like a locker room. I could feel the cold hard floor beneath my bare feet. I took a look at the instructors and I thought that they were going to be tough on us. Before I knew it, one of the instructors told us to stand up and ready ourselves to begin. Once told to do so, along with the others in the class, I proceeded to line up. I looked around. Everyone was lined up along the lines of the checkered floor in three rows of seven or eight people. I stood there ready to begin, very excited for what could happen next. The instructors introduced themselves and proceeded to walk us through our warm-ups.
The warm-ups started out with stretches to loosen up our muscles so that we would not hurt ourselves. Then I heard the instructor telling us to start the more labor-intensive warm-ups. These involved hitting a red square pad held by an instructor for kicking and punching. These tougher warm-ups were more cardio than stretching, prepping us for the following workout. Instructed to form our lines once again, I stood on the white line on the tile floor where I had been at the beginning. I was instructed, along with the rest of the class, to break up into groups. My group consisted of about five people and we all went though practice exercises.
The first exercise we went through was punching a square, red, and black pad in any way we wanted to. The instructor then demonstrated the proper way to punch; it is called a low punch. This punch consisted of aiming with my left fist, having my right arm folded back in a “chicken wing” position with my fist turned upwards. The instructor then told me to punch once, switching the position of my arms so that my right arm would be extended. My right fist was in the same location my left fist had been in. With my left arm tucked in like a chicken wing I repeated the process a few more times. Having learned the punch the instructor taught us middle stance, in which we spread our feet to shoulder width and bent our knees as if we were riding a horse. It was tough at first, it took some getting use to.
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After all of that activity, I felt accomplished. The idea of learning a martial art was just amazing to me. As the class came to a close, our three main instructors had us form our lines as before and they proceeded to introduce themselves. The first one to introduce her self was Mrs. Zejda. She was a short, stout, blond woman who wore glasses, and had a very angry vibe about her. The second one to introduce himself was Mr. Homes, an African American man with a slightly wrinkled face, His hair was tied back into a small ponytail. He had a bit of a gut and also looked tough as nails. The third instructor was Mr. Kramer, an older balding man with a goatee, he also had a bit of a girth to his mid section. He looked slightly easier going, but not by much!
The class soon came to a close, and to our surprise the instructors were very cool and no as tough as we had imagined. They had told us about how the Tae Kwon Do organization, ATA (American Tae Kwon Do Association) was started by an army man named Hung Ung Lee, along with his general who taught him the martial art. They closed the class by passing out some welcome packets with consisted of a folder containing forms for goals and general information needed for the class. It also included a magazine called Century from which we could order uniforms, protective gear, belts, novelties, and weapons. Dismissed from the class, Dayna, Youn, and I headed out to Dayna’s car and we headed home. I just could not wait for class again the next day!