So the other day, a name popped into my head. It was someone I knew when I was working as a reporter at a tiny news bureau in DC almost fifteen years ago. She was a black belt at the karate school I attended, and she taught the self-defense class called IMPACT. I took the class and would go on to become an IMPACT assistant, which consisted of demonstrating techniques and giving participants feedback and emotional support.
Laura also taught the little ones karate on Saturday mornings and I loved volunteering to help her. She talks a lot with her eyes and I learned that a well placed raised eyebrow could be just as effective (and less embarrassing for the student), as a stern command.
One time, during karate class, she stopped my forward punch and said, "I cannot in good conscience allow you to hold your wrist like that." It was funny, to the point, but not mean or condescending. I never forgot it and I never let my form slip that way again. At least not on that move!
Laura moved to Australia to begin her next chapter. Soon I would leave DC too.
But the other day, through a series of events, I thought of her. So I googled her. And guess what? She writes! She blogs! She even e-mails back!
God, I love the Internet!
If you're a "wordie" (check me out, I just made that up...like a foodie, get it?) go to her blog and play this game. It's fun. And you'll feed the hungry with every click.
I could not in good conscience not tell you about her!