And just like that next class came by. And I would be lying if I told you I remember it,no I don't. I don't remember much after that time when he helped me to learn taekwondo pattern, everything seems somehow blurry in my memory. But for sure I can tell you that,he continued to help us learn our pattern but not for to long, maybe next two classes.
And I can tell you that I continued to stare at him like my life dependent on it.
So this time,I'll tell you something that is so clear in my memory, the day I had my first taekwondo test,so I could get the yellow belt. I remember I was nervous, like I was going to do God knows what, secretly I hoped that he will be there even tho he wasn't supposed to have taekwondo test anytime soon.
If I remember good it was Saturday, rainy morning, I had to wake up around 10 a.m so we could be there at 11 a.m. I had many papers, I think I wrote something's I had to know,mostly theory about taekwondo, I still remember I wrote it whit colorful pencils, like kid, but that doesn't matter anymore, does it?
Around 11 a.m my dad came to pick my brother, mom and me up so we could go to pick up Veronica. After all of us were in the car, my dad drove us to place where test was supposed to be held.
When we came there,nervousness and impatience was clearly growing. I was shaking badly, and I couldn't even form proper sentence. Veronica was constantly telling me to calm down but I couldn't,I needed to see him.
We all got changed into our traditional taekwondo outfit, and test was about to start but I still couldn't see him,and even if I knew he wasn't going to come I still hoped, he will.
In the meantime we all greeted our instructor and test started. Me,my brother and some other two guy were first ones. My mind was spinning, and I was clearly nervous and scarred that I'm not going to pass.
I would tell you all about test,but we stayed there until 9 p.m,and I don't really remember much, but that we all except two guy's ,passed.
Going back home was really stressful because my parents kept complaining about that we all could do much better that we did. I was tired and annoyed, and I was pretty much sad because he didn't came,and I though he would come.
I kept telling myself that I maybe could be better if he was there,but he wasn't, and mostly while test was held I was thinking about him.
Was this the first time, I was sad because of him?And was it last?
