Personal Narrative-Avatar The Last Airbender

Martial arts have always had a positive impression on me. I remember when I was five years old, I would watch “Avatar the last Airbender.” I was so inspired by watching this show, just watching the characters doing crazy flips in the air ; it was an extravagant sight. My parents who would see me trying to perform such flips and karate techniques, decided it would be right for me to start taking karate classes. One day after school I was taken to a dojo about ten minutes away from my house, that’s where I met Sensei Bryan. Sensei Bryan was awesome. The first impression I have of him, is him and Sensei Angelo sparring on the matts. It was like I was watching Avatar in real life. I automatically wanted to join and start my training. Three years …show more content…
Then with a bang someone gets hit, they were laughing. ¨Whats funny¨ sensei Matt said. The kid just left, I don't know if he was embarrassed but I knew one thing, I passed the first test. We went on to basics then, which went pretty smoothly. I managed not to mess up any techniques, which automatically put me on a good side of the senseis. Unfortunately that all changed when they all made us get our self defense pads. This was it for me, I knew the only thing I could do is fast enough to block a punch, but not two.. It started off with one line against me, its called single man self defense. I blocked student by student, leaving them on the ground for them to get up, until the monsters popped into the line. The first monster sent me flying three feet back, leaving me on the floor, out of breath, trying to figure out how to survive the next 4 people. I got up and just jumped and kicked mid air, launching the giant a foot back. Enzo the giant slayer! I thought to myself at this moment, ¨If this works on one, shouldn't it work on the others?¨ So that's what I did, I kicked myself till I got to sensei Niko. I knew I wouldn't kick him, because he´s a sensei, and two, he's short. I waited for him to punch me, but he didn't move. Remember how I said senseis are bloodthirsty beasts that wait for you to put your guard down? Well that's what I did, and the very same second I regretted it. Sensei Niko, launched me past the matts, onto the cold, splintering hardwood floor. But this time, I couldn't get up, neither could I breath. I was having an asthma attack.I didn't know at the moment, because well I never had an asthma attack. Sensei Bryan soon had my propped up on the wall and handing me an asthma inhaler. It was like I was burning in hell and an angel came down and brought me back up, it was the most relieving experience. Well of course it didn't