So it should go without saying, that when a team practices five days out of a seven day week, they're gonna get pretty close and develop inside jokes and signature lines/roles for each other. Me having to move, totally ripped all that stuff away from me. I was practicing with my new team though, and something randomly happened that made me laugh and tear up and almost had to walk away. One of the guys that taught us at my last school had this phrase he'd say all the time to get us to do it again. He'd call out, "One mo' 'gain! Come on guys, one mo' 'gain and we're done!" And such like that. Yesterday, one of the guys here did that. I really don't know how to describe what went through my head after that.
I know that after he busted out with that I was teary eyed. I wanted even more to do well and make the guy who used to say it proud. He taught me so well and its kinda like having him with me again. That would be amazing. I just kinda went numb after that. My saber didn't hurt to hold up, all more soreness from the gym just kinda went away, my ankles weren't stiff from standing still anymore. I didn't feel anything really. It was just an overload hearing that one phrase. To make it mean a little bit more to me, I had never said anything about the guy at my last school saying it. This guy just said the same thing that my last guy said, and it was totally unprompted.
Lesson? You never know when your past will come back to you. It will come up and help you in the most random times. And it makes you remember why you're doing what you do, and who you do it for.
I'm learning more and more that my last school was so much better than I ever gave it credit for. I'll never stop using the lessons I learned there. It was a school for character and personality, but not necessarily academics. Thats okay with me though.
Bye my little chickies!
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