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In my free time, I take Han Mu Do. I've taken it long enough that this coming March I'll be testing for my black belt.
In this martial art, once the student earns their red belt, they are expected to help instruct the younger and/or newer students.
This past week, we were without our black belts to teach class, so myself and two other brown belts were trading off teaching the new students and reveiwing our own techniques.
We have a few members of the dojaeng that are studying with us to fulfill their PE credit requirements with the local university. They are supposed to show up to class two times a week, and the instructors will grade them based on attendance and effort.
Now, we have had some really enthusiastic students, and we have had a few students decide to show up only when it's convenient for them.
Bill is one of the latter types of students, but he decided to grace us with his presence this past Wednesday. Bill, is maybe 5 ft 7in, but tips the scales at about 230lbs; all of it muscle.
This past Wednesday, I was teaching Son Mak Sul (defense against same side wrist grabs), these are techniques that primarily depend on moving your opponent's wrist in new and interesitng and painful ways. They tend to be easy enough to do, and don't require much physical strength, but they will drop a person to their knees, and can easy damage a wrist.
I had taught the new students the first three techniques in the series and was standing back and observing them, when Will (another brown belt), called me over to ask something. The next thing I know, I see Gil (yet another brown belt), on the ground with a pained expression curled up around his wrist.
It turns out that Bill went over to Gill and set Son Mak Sul No. 3 on Gil hard and fast. Luckily nothing was broken, but Gil's wrist is still somewhat sore. I was miffed that Bill had done this, at the very least it is disrespectful, at the very most it is rather dangerous.
I was standing there arms akimbo while trying to think of a way to reprimand Bill that didn't involve losing my temper. Bill then links his arm with mine and starts to move me in the direction of Will, whom he apparently knows from outside the dojaeng. I asked him what he was doing and Bil wouldn't tell me, just that I should go with him and it was okay and grinning all the time.
Deciding that I was having no part of whatever mischeif he had in mind I twined my arm with his such that my elbow was under his elbow and the blade of my hand was on the back side of his shoulder joint. So when I lifted my elbow and pressed down with my hand, Bill very nearly did a standing face plant into the floor.
After getting shown up by the short, (comparatively) lightweight, female infront of the whole class, Bill was well behaved for the rest of the night.
Time will only tell if he remains that way the next time he graces us with his presence.
In this martial art, once the student earns their red belt, they are expected to help instruct the younger and/or newer students.
This past week, we were without our black belts to teach class, so myself and two other brown belts were trading off teaching the new students and reveiwing our own techniques.
We have a few members of the dojaeng that are studying with us to fulfill their PE credit requirements with the local university. They are supposed to show up to class two times a week, and the instructors will grade them based on attendance and effort.
Now, we have had some really enthusiastic students, and we have had a few students decide to show up only when it's convenient for them.
Bill is one of the latter types of students, but he decided to grace us with his presence this past Wednesday. Bill, is maybe 5 ft 7in, but tips the scales at about 230lbs; all of it muscle.
This past Wednesday, I was teaching Son Mak Sul (defense against same side wrist grabs), these are techniques that primarily depend on moving your opponent's wrist in new and interesitng and painful ways. They tend to be easy enough to do, and don't require much physical strength, but they will drop a person to their knees, and can easy damage a wrist.
I had taught the new students the first three techniques in the series and was standing back and observing them, when Will (another brown belt), called me over to ask something. The next thing I know, I see Gil (yet another brown belt), on the ground with a pained expression curled up around his wrist.
It turns out that Bill went over to Gill and set Son Mak Sul No. 3 on Gil hard and fast. Luckily nothing was broken, but Gil's wrist is still somewhat sore. I was miffed that Bill had done this, at the very least it is disrespectful, at the very most it is rather dangerous.
I was standing there arms akimbo while trying to think of a way to reprimand Bill that didn't involve losing my temper. Bill then links his arm with mine and starts to move me in the direction of Will, whom he apparently knows from outside the dojaeng. I asked him what he was doing and Bil wouldn't tell me, just that I should go with him and it was okay and grinning all the time.
Deciding that I was having no part of whatever mischeif he had in mind I twined my arm with his such that my elbow was under his elbow and the blade of my hand was on the back side of his shoulder joint. So when I lifted my elbow and pressed down with my hand, Bill very nearly did a standing face plant into the floor.
After getting shown up by the short, (comparatively) lightweight, female infront of the whole class, Bill was well behaved for the rest of the night.
Time will only tell if he remains that way the next time he graces us with his presence.
Wow! *Claps*
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