In my new school (not so new anymore as it's almost been a year now), I have Judo as a weekly subject. Since I joined the school only in Class 2 (and that too after the session had started), I did not have the opportunity to learn the sport as well as many of my friends have had, who have been learning this sport for at least a year more than me.
Everytime my parents would ask me about Judo, I kept telling them that I was improving. If my Judo teacher hadn't given me an average grade in the report card, my parents would have probably never found out the truth.
The truth however is what happened yesterday. We are doing a front roll competition in class where we had to continuously do as many front rolls as we could. I managed to do THREE front rolls continuously. However, the best in the class did only twenty eight front rolls and no one else was anywhere close to three.
I am only glad that sir didnt ask for a back roll competition (and I hope he isn't reading this). I would probably be stuck with my feet in mid-air and then fallen back flat.
Everytime my parents would ask me about Judo, I kept telling them that I was improving. If my Judo teacher hadn't given me an average grade in the report card, my parents would have probably never found out the truth.
The truth however is what happened yesterday. We are doing a front roll competition in class where we had to continuously do as many front rolls as we could. I managed to do THREE front rolls continuously. However, the best in the class did only twenty eight front rolls and no one else was anywhere close to three.
I am only glad that sir didnt ask for a back roll competition (and I hope he isn't reading this). I would probably be stuck with my feet in mid-air and then fallen back flat.
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