Bobby lost his left arm because of a childhood infection, but it didn’t slow him down. He rode bikes, climbed trees, and did everything a child is supposed to do, except for one. He never did the martial arts, he figured he had finally found the one thing he would never do.
When a martial arts school opened up in his neighborhood, however, he could not stop thinking about it. He would pass by the school slowly, staring at the kids working out inside. He would ask his friends who studied martial arts about their training, but he never went inside the dojo because he knew that there was no way he could do that physical discipline.
One day a friend of his invited him to the training hall to witness a demonstration. Bobby went, and watched, and sadness ate at his heart like a weedwacker chews weeds. After the demonstration, Bobby met the instructor, who invited him to study the martial arts.
“I don’t see how I could,” said Bobbie, “since I only have one arm.” The instructor smiled and merely said that having one arm wasn’t a problem. He held that all things are possible to a man with a whole heart.
So Bobbie began learning martial arts. He threw himself into the practice like a starving man attacked a plate of food, and he made good progress. Unfortunately, the instructor, while he would show Bobby all the techniques, would only let him work on one specific technique.
Day after day, week after week, Bobbie focused on learning the one technique. Dutifully, he worked out the problems with until his execution was as smooth as silk. Still, the instructor would not let him drill the other techniques.
One day, the instructor came up to Bobbie and said, “I’ve entered you in a tournament.” Bobbie was aghast, he just knew he was going to be beaten like a dirty rug and tossed like yesterday’s salad. Still, he trusted his instructor, so he went to the contest.
He faced his first opponent, and when the attack came, he used the one technique and won the match. And he used that one technique to defeat the second opponent, and the third. When the end of day came, Bobbie had won the tournament!
The next day Bobbie thanked his instructor. “The thing I don’t understand,” mused Bobby, “is why that technique worked so well!” His instructor gave a big grin, “The only defense for that technique, no matter what art you study, is for your opponent to grab your left arm.
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