Part one of term paper
I was five years old, a little crazy kid that always caused trouble. My father thought I needed discipline, and brought me to my first karate class. It was the beginning of something that I looked forward to every other day of the week. The first couple of classes weren't too exciting; it was about learning my first form. It consisted of ...

Part two of term paper
... when I discovered a sport that I started to love. On the day of my first test to move up to yellow belt, it was very easy for me. I felt like I was a brick wall, and that no one my size could defeat me. I started to get better and my teacher was training harder with me each day we had class. He told me if I worked at the rate he was teaching me, I'd be able to compete in the Olympics at the age of sixteen. My first chance to show my friends and family that I was good at karate was in th ...