The Black Belt Essay

968 Words Oct 3rd, 2015 4 Pages
Failure. As the testing paper crossed my face, I saw the letters “F-A-I-L” written across. With my heart broken and my soul shattered, I quietly accepted my results and walked away. Though not my first experience with failure, the fatality was blown and I began to tremble. With my heart dropping in disappointment, I returned back to my practice in hopes of proving once again, I was worth my Black Belt. A black belt, the face of complete accomplishment and perfection. It resembles the authority, and acknowledgment by your mentors and leaders. It’s the end of the beginning, and the beginning of the end. A black belt to me, resembles the hard work and dedication you’ve put into your martial arts. The sweat and tears poured into each belt, test after test. The black belt is the combination of all your past experiences, all of your belts and all of your knowledge. They are mended together to create the sheen black lining. The firmness of the belt resembles the knowledge you’ve obtained, the sheen black edging resembles the sweat and tears poured into your training, and the black coloring resembles all of your belt colors combined. Each lining of the belt is equivalent to each belt you’ve been through.
Monday, August 1st, 2011. I’ve failed my first belt test. After twelve years of training, I still didn’t make it. Disappointment reaps my mind, regrets overwhelm me. “I thought I did everything right, I thought I was fine, I thought my technique was perfect. What else is…

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