What I want to write about

"Four thousand years of History!"Four thousand years of crafting an art of fighting without weapons. I watch the artists at work, kicking high kicks, breaking cinderblocks with one graceful slice of the hand. Strength in belief in yourself, and that you can take a Jock twice your body mass down without breaking a sweat. The companionship it doesn't matter who won, all that matters is you learned something new from having lost. Training long hours each day to achieve either a loss, or to recover a win. Respect for your teacher, never talking back, always following his instructions to the letter. Becoming stronger with every trial.  Re-learning how to move quickly, thinking faster than you would have before. Thinking ahead trying to figure out what your opponent will do next. Being able to accept the hand from the person that just won the fight. Being able to protect yourself in a dark alley, if you still get hurt or worse, at least you know you fought and they were hurt as well. The ability to flip someone if they come up from behind and scare the crap out of you. Having your children mimic your moves