Anslee started Tae Kwon Do two full weeks ago, with two classes per week, and she has been doing great. So great in fact that the Master of the Do J’ang emailed me on Friday of last week to tell me that they want to promote Anslee to the next class!
I am so proud of her, she goes in there and shows a singular focus I have only seen on her face when zoning me out so she doesn’t miss a second of her TV show. She has an intensity that as an adult I would be embarrassed to express. It reminds me of Drama class in high school when some scenes or acts were just too emotional and the kids would all be reduced to giggles instead of performing the lines as written- except that she doesn’t giggle.
She has a self confidence born of the beliefe that she is meant to be a super hero. She has no doubt that she will, one day soon, be a Tae Kwon Do master. She will have that black belt and she will be as close to a real life super hero as possible, and with that comes no self consciousness about weather or not it’s silly to grunt and “hi-ya!” and make a “power face” and all the other things that I would hesitate to throw myself into completely.
The Do Jang (Like a Dojo in Karate, but in Tae Kwon Do it’s a Do J’ang) where she takes classes also give group and private adult classes.
Of course the instructors have approached Mike and I about taking classes. I may have mentioned it before but I am a touch out of shape. I am working on it… I’ve lose a considerable amount of weight in the past few months but I am no where near my goal – so I am constantly on the lookout for fun ways to exercise. I want so badly to take classes there with Mike! And not only because it would be an excuse to hit and kick him! (Come on! He’d be in sparring gear!)
I’m sure the classes are pretty expensive and we are already sacrificing other things to get Anslee taken care of and in the school, so it’s not a possibility right now. But soon! Mark my words! We’ll have a wall in our house dedicated to the display of multi-colored belts for all four of us as we climb the ranks of the Martial Arts! Ava can’t start until she’s almost 4, but she’ll be there, she can’t wait to start!
On Mondays and Wednesdays (and now one more day a week that has yet to be determined now that Anslee has been promoted) when Anslee puts on her uniform Ava starts begging to “go Karate with you!” We caved last week and I took her (complete silence during class is required – there is a viewing and waiting area but it is open to the class – no glass patrician, and Ava is LOUD) We managed to keep her quite and contained for the first 25 minutes of the 30 minute class. In the last 5 minutes I was speaking with Ping Rasha (Master Rasha’s wife and Office Mgr of the school) about -what else? Adult classes! – when Ava found the master light switch for the entire building and turned off the lights.
I didn’t even finish my sentence to Ping Rasha. I just started mumbling apologies and ran out of the building with Ava tucked under my arm. I strapped her into her car seat and waited for Mike to bring Anslee out.
So maybe it wouldn’t be such a great idea to teach Ava skills with which she could be more stealthy and destructive?
I’ll have to give that more thought.
Maybe if I get my classes too I’d be able to keep up with her.