Personal Statement 2
I was about 10 years old when my parents decided they wanted me to join martial arts with my second youngest sister. As I enter the gym to present myself I saw young and older students taking the class. I saw how well discipline and how patient and well manner they all were. That actually caught my attention; in the other hand my sister hated it. Although, I was 10 years old and you would expect someone that age to hate that class because it didn’t look fun, I actually enjoyed it. I thought to myself that I wanted to look like them, what I didn’t know was what it will take me to get there. I had to learn how to control myself and to respect others even if they don’t respect me, I had to learn that I should never feel better
I was about 10 years old when my parents decided they wanted me to join martial arts with my second youngest sister. As I enter the gym to present myself I saw young and older students taking the class. I saw how well discipline and how patient and well manner they all were. That actually caught my attention; in the other hand my sister hated it. Although, I was 10 years old and you would expect someone that age to hate that class because it didn’t look fun, I actually enjoyed it. I thought to myself that I wanted to look like them, what I didn’t know was what it will take me to get there. I had to learn how to control myself and to respect others even if they don’t respect me, I had to learn that I should never feel better