At last I got the oreo belt, yeah the name is amazing but that's how we rookies called it because it really looked like a oreo cookie, black on the sides and a white strip in the middle. This didn't mean I was a full legit black belt but that I was in the first step of becoming one, when some people hear this they probably think they would be at least at 100 years until they get the real one. But time moves pretty fast.
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Taekwondo journey
Non-FictionTechnique: the ability to place my foot against the side of your head Speed: the factor that prevents you from doing anything about it Power: the reason you are laying on the ground. ~Anonymous A story of how I started in taekwondo with some new edi...
