隆武会戸塚中村道場

I don't understand very well

He used to go there a long time ago. First of all, when I was attending (elementary school student), bullying was occurring. The act of stealing or throwing away people's things is done every time, and even if I consulted with an adult, they did not deal with it at all. As far as I've identified, two girls in the 4th grade of elementary school were the main culprit, but well, there may be others who were doing the same. It is a dojo where both children and adults practice at the same time. Next, the dojo here is too small. Although I was a child, I realized that it was quite small. You will be passive at least once during practice. It's that narrow. I also had internal bleeding when I hit my toenails. I also remember that the time spent waiting in a sitting position was longer than the time spent practicing, partly because of the large number of people. I remember waiting 20 minutes for a 5-minute kumite. The above three points are the memories of the two years I went through. Don't assume that bullying isn't going to happen long ago. At least the roots of adults being such a gathering will not change easily in just a few years. If it changes, it has changed at that time. Also about narrowness. Even if you look at the pictures, it doesn't look like it's being rebuilt, so it won't change, and regardless of the number of people, as long as there are kumite for adults only and kumite for children only, both times are lost time for both parties. Aikido is a martial art that creates a healthy mind and body. It's more like practicing in actual battles than seeing and remembering. At least I think so when I moved to another Aiki Dojo. If you think Aikido is for your child, I recommend another dojo. It's a digression Some may think that it's such an old story or a mischief of an elementary school student, but my heart was distorted to the point where I came to write here as an adult. I will never forgive or forgive those who don't even remember their faces anymore.

It's been a long time ago, but when I was in elementary school, I went with two sons of the director. When asked if it was narrow, it wasn't wide, but I didn't mind at that time. I remember that all my generation were nice students. Sometimes it's a memory that I remember. I'm the one who caused the problem, but I didn't hunt down and didn't pull back, and of course I talked to my parents and did a good job. The side that caused the inconvenience also made friends without change. I went to the black belt and quit when I moved, but I'm still passively clinging to my body.