The Way Back….
After a meeting, (yes of course it was a meeting of lips, what else?) we wandered along, retracing our footprints to a friend’s house where we’d been invited for the afternoon. Some of them had been wiped out by the rising tide, but it didn’t matter as I was listening to the soft voice telling me about life up north. And how she’d been named Shinky by her dancing teacher. I had wondered.
At my friends house were his younger brother and a friend, both of them strapping big first year Varsity students. They admired Shinky, as you might well imagine. My friend introduced the subject of Ju Jitsu and after I explained the art as succinctly as I could, Outlet Online my friend’s brother pooh poohed the entire system and challenged me to a wrestling match.
So, the deal was this: I would lie passive on the grass –Sneakers and he and his friend could take as long as they liked to claim that they had complete control of me and that I’d never be able to escape.
‘Isn’t that a bit unfair,’ asked the friend. ‘We’re bigger than you.’
‘If you succeed in holding me down, I won’t claim unfairness Lacoste Canada.’
So, they prepared the hold down, claimed that I would never free myself and the game was on.
‘It took two minutes for Phil to escape and to immobilise you two,’ said my friend when the wrestling had stopped.
Shinky smiled and later told me that she thought I was showing off and that I would never break free BLOG.
‘But I can see that there is something special in your Ju Jitsu.’
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