Final Draft-Reading

Waking up from the sleep, I sat on my bed and looked around. It looked like my sister did not turn off the lights again. What a pain. Scratching my head, I started searching my phone but I could not find it. Then my eyes fall on the books next to my pillow. Grinning stupidly, I opened the books and flipped through the pages and see which chapter I haven’t read yet. It looked like I slept on the book again just like the day before. I put the book aside and started to lie down on the bed again. While hugging my pillow, my past memory started to play in my mind. Before this, I would never read any thick books before I sleep. Recently it started to change.

I still remember, during my childhood, I did not like reading. I only read when examination came. Of course, reading only came with the force from my parents. Or else I was going to play around the whole day even though examination was only on the next day. What to do, I did not find any pleasure in reading books. Moreover, it was very difficult to get books that could arouse my interest. My mother did buy books for me. It worked only for a moment before I throw the books away from me. The main reason why I did that was because the plots were not interesting (Sorry mom!). Generally, most books are about fairy tales, legendary and many more. That were the usual themes that I always found the book. So it was kind of boring for me.

However, when I was in standard 4, my habit started to change. Reading began to be a part of my life. The love of reading started to grow and I did not realize since when I put reading as one of my hobbies. Which it was contrast than before that I hated reading most. The funny thing was my love of reading was not on usual books, but on comics. For me, comics had everything that I wanted in my reading. It had illustrations, simple sentences, interesting plots, creative, unexpected and many more.

I did not remember how I started reading comics and bought them. But I know that my younger brothers were the one who influenced me in reading comic. And I enjoyed it very much. Every month I would save my money to buy it. Moreover, the three of us made co-operation and agreement in buying comics every months using our school pocket money. Each of us would buy different comics that were appealing to us. The comics that we were usually bought are doraemon, dragon ball, Kawan, and many more. The three of us would exchange it when we bought it and read it. Remembering it right now could not stop me from giggling since it was so funny, challenging and entertaining.

Then, my parents discovered and got angry. One of my beloved comics was burnt into ashes by my father in front of me. I was crying that time when my father did that and I hate him so much. However, that did not make me stop from buying comics. Well, I was a bit stubborn and did not care what would happen if my father discovered it. This time, my brothers and I planned to buy it secretively. Fortunately, it worked and we kept all the books in secret place after all. My mother nagged to me all the time when she found out that I read comics. Even until now. She said that comic would make my language became worse. And she was not lying. My language became worse since I read comics. That was the main reason why I did not get any A’s with language subjects. Even with my own native language subjects. What to do! I love comics more than I love the subjects. If the textbooks were changed into comics, maybe I would get A’s in all my subjects and become and excellent student in Malaysia.

If anyone asked me, haven’t you tried reading other reading materials. I would said I did! But it did not work. I used to try reading any type of reading materials instead of comics such as magazines, newspapers, story books, novel and many more. It just worked only for a moment before I started to read comics again. The other books did not appeal me enough. Maybe none of them was really my type. Plus, I had a perception that thick books were not interesting. This reading habit continued when I furthered my studies in college. I made new friends there and surprisingly many of them loved comics so much. But there was only one of them that I could not forget. She knew everything about comics and when both of us started talking, none of our friends could stop us. We could discuss it everywhere including on the stairs in the middle of the night.

One day, she introduced me to an English novel; a very thick one. The book entitled The Pirate and The Pagan was written by Virginia Henley. She said that it was very interesting and suggested it to me. At first, I was quite reluctant to take it from her since I did not like reading English novel. Moreover, my English was bad and the book was too thick for me to read and finish it. Plus, it pained me a lot to open the dictionary if I did not understand the words. When I opened the book just to give a peek inside it, i screamed inside my head. The words are small and there were more than 300 pages.

I just looked at her first after I gave a peek inside and closed the book. But she just smiled at me and kept persuading me to read it. Lost at her words persuasion, I accepted it. The reason why I did it because I did not want to hurt her. So I borrowed from her. At first, I just ignored the books. But later I read it since I was really bored. Amazingly, I found out that books was interesting and managed to finish it within 5 days. I did not even go to sleep just to finish it. That was the first English novel that I ever read.

When I entered university, I started to read English books. Surrounding by TESL students who most of them love English novels, my love of reading English became deeper although I did not read it everyday. I borrowed books from my friends. For starter, I read the thin one which most of them were romance books. It’s not I did not have any gut to read the thick ones. It just I did not know what genre that really suitable with my personality. Besides, it was difficult to find thick books that really catered my pleasure in reading. So I asked some of my friends who love reading and they suggested a few good and enjoyable books. Since then, I’m quite addicted to this kind of habit. From that moment, comics started to disappear from my life. This was maybe because it was difficult to get comics when I was in university. Besides, I was quite busy and the only time that I got to read the comics was during the semester break.

Thinking deeply now, reading has become a part of my life. Starting from comics, to English novel, I found reading is a good way to enjoy my free time. I love it especially when I easily got absorbed into the books and did not realize that the time has been past quickly. Although sometime I have troubles in understanding certain words, it become easily, understand when I read it deeply. Plus, I take time in reading a book since I read word to word. Although some of my friends said that I am too slow in reading books, but that is my reading after all. Anyhow, no matter how long I take time in reading, how choosy am I in selecting books, I love reading with all my heart.


p/s thank you to all who gave lovely comments to me before.

2nd draft: Reading

Sorry for the late post.


Waking up from the sleep, I looked around the room and sigh deeply. My sister did not turn off the lights again. What a pain. Sitting down on the bed, I started searching my phone but it is nowhere to be seen. Then my eyes fall on the books on the table. Grinning stupidly, I opened the books and flipped through it. It looked like I slept on the book again. I put the book aside and started to lie down on the bed again. My past memory started to play in my mind. Before this, I would never read any thick books before I sleep. Recently it started to change.

I still remember, during my childhood, I did not like reading. I only read when examination was coming. That’s all. I did not find any pleasure in reading books. Moreover, it was very difficult to get books that could arouse my interest. My mother did buy books for me. It worked only for a moment before I throw the books away from me. The main reason why I did that was because the plots were not interesting (Sorry mom!). It was about fairy tales, legendary and many more. That was the usual themes that I always found the book.

However, when I was in standard 4, I found the new lights in reading. All the hopelessness world had been replaced with the world of fun and creativity. The love of reading started to grow inside of me. The funny thing was my love of reading was not on ordinary books, but on comics. For me, comics had everything that I wanted in my reading. It had illustrations, simple sentences, interesting plots, creative, unexpected and many more. I did not remember how I started reading comics and bought them. But I know my younger brothers were the one influenced me in reading comic and I enjoyed it very much. Every month I will save my money to buy it. I even co-operated with my younger brothers to buy comics. Each of us would buy different comics that it was interesting. Then the three of us would exchange it. Remembering it right now could not stop me from giggling since it was so funny.

Then, my parents discovered and got angry. One of my beloved comics was thrown into fire by my father in front of me. I was crying that time when my father did that and I hate him so much. However, that did not make me stop from buying comics. Well, I was a bit stubborn and did not care what would happen if my father discovered it. This time, my brothers and I planned to buy it secretively. Fortunately, it worked and we kept all the books in secret place after all. My mother nagged to me all the time when she found out that I read comics. Even until now. She said that comic would make my language became worse. And she was not lying. My language became worse since I read comics. That was the main reason why I did not get any A’s with language subjects. Even with my own native language subjects. What to do! I love comics more than I love the subjects.

I used to try reading any type of books instead of comics such as magazines, newspaper, story books, novel and many more. It just worked only for a moment before I started to read comics again. The other books did not appeal me enough. Maybe none of them was really my type. Plus, I had a perception that thick books were not interesting. This reading habit continued when I furthered my studies in college. I made new friends there and surprisingly many of them loved comics so much. But there was only one of them that I could not forget. She knew everything about comics and when both of us started talking, none of our friends could stop us. We could discuss it everywhere including on the stairs in the middle of the night.

One day, she introduced me to an English novel; a very thick one. The book entited The Pirate and The Pagan was written by Virginia Henley. She said that it was very interesting and suggested it to me. At first, I was quite reluctant to take it from her since I did not like reading English novel. Moreover, my English was bad and the book was too thick for me to read and finish it. Plus, it pained me a lot to open the dictionary if I did not understand the words. However I accepted it because I did not want to hurt her. So I borrowed from her. At first, I just ignored the books. But later I read it since I was really bored. Amazingly, I found out that books was interesting and managed to finish it within 5 days. I did not even go to sleep just to finish it. That was the first English novel that I ever read.

When I entered university, I started to read English books. Although I did not read it everyday, but I started to love it. I borrowed books from my friends. For the moment, I started to read the thin one. It’s not I did not have any gut to read the thick ones. Besides, it was difficult to find thick books that really catered my pleasure in reading. So I asked some of my friends who love reading and they suggested a few good and enjoyable books. Since than, I’m quite addicted to this kind of habit. From that moment, comics started to disappear from my life. This was maybe because it was difficult to get comics when I was in university. Besides, I was quite busy and the only time that I got to read the comics was during the term break.

Thinking deeply now, reading has become a part of my life. Starting from comics, to English novel, I found reading is a good way to enjoy my free time. I love it especially when I easily got absorb into the books and did not realize that the time has been past quickly. Although sometime I have troubles in understanding certain words, it become easily, understand when I read it deeply. Plus, I take time in reading a book since I read word to word. What to do…that is my style after all. Anyhow, no matter how long I take time in reading, how choosy am I in selecting books, I love reading.

First draft- Reading

Waking up from the sleep, I looked around the room and sigh deeply. My sister again did not turn off the lights. What a pain. Sitting down on the bed and I started to look for my phone but it is now here to be seen. Then my eyes fall on the books on the table. Grinning stupidly, I opened the books and flipped through it. It looked like I slept on the book again. I put the book aside and started to lie down on the bed again. Before this, I would never read any thick books before I sleep. Recently it started to change.

I still remember, during my childhood, I did not like reading. I only read when examination is coming. That’s all. I did not find any pleasure in reading books. Moreover, it is very difficult to get books that could arouse my interest. My mother did buy books for me. It works only for a moment before I throw the books anywhere. Hate it because it is such a common story. (Sorry mom!). It is about fairy tales, legendary and many more. Even when I was in the school, I did not go to the library. I can count with my fingers how many times I borrowed the books and read it.

But it started to change when I’m in standard 4. I started to love reading. Well, not reading the books….but reading the comics. I did not remember how did it start. But I know my younger brothers influenced me in reading comic and I enjoyed it very much. I still remembered, every month I will save my money to buy it. I even co-operated with my younger brothers to buy comics. Each of us will buy different comics that it are interesting. Then the three of us will exchange it. Oh…how fun when thinking about it again.

Then, my parents discovered and got angry. One of my beloved comics was tear out by my father and was thrown into a fire. I was crying that time when my father did that and I hate him so much. However, that did not make us stop from buying comics on the next months. Well, I’m a bit stubborn and did not care what will happened if my father discovered with it. This time, my brothers and I planned to buy it secretively. Well, it worked and we kept all the books in secret place after all. My mother nagged to me all the time when she found out that I read comics. Even until now. She said that comic would make my language become worse. Well, I have to admit that my language become worse. That is why I did not get any A’s with language subjects. Even with my own native language subjects. What to do! I love comics more than I love the subjects.

I used to try reading any books. But it did not work. From magazine to novels, I did not find it appealing enough. Maybe none of them is really my type. Plus, I have a minded where any thick books with long words is not fun. When I was in matriculation, I still did not stop reading comics. There, I met a friend who also love comics just like me. We shared lot comics and talked about it.
One day, she introduced me to an English novel. A very thick one. I still remembered the title, The Pirate and The Pagan written by Virginia Henley. She said that it is very interesting and suggested it to me. At first, I did not read the books. Well, my English is bad and the books is too thick to be read. Plus, it pains me a lot to open the dictionary if I did not understand the words. Looking at my friend’s face, I accepted it because I did not want to hurt her. At first, I just ignored the books. But later I read it since I was really bored. Amazingly, I found out that books was interesting and managed to finish it within 5 days. I did not even go to sleep just to finish it. That was the first English novel that I ever read.

When I entered university, I started to read English books. Although I did not read it everyday, but I started to love it. I borrowed books from my friends. For the moment, I started to read the thin one. It’s not I did not have any gut to read the thick one, I did not find any thick ones that is interesting for me. So I asked my friends who love reading and they suggested a few good and enjoyable books. Since than, I’m quite addicted reading English novel. Besides, comics started to disappear from my life. This maybe because I’m getting old each day and did not find amusing already reading those. I still read it, it just it is not as frequent as before.

Thinking deeply now, reading has become a part of my life. Starting from comics, to English novel, I found reading is a good way to enjoy my free time. I love it especially when I easily got absorb into the books and did not realize that the time has been past quickly. Although sometime I have troubles in understanding certain words, it become easily, understand when I read it deeply. Plus, I takes time in reading a book since I read word to word. What to do..that is my style after all. Anyhow, no matter how long I takes to read, how choosy am I selecting books, I love reading.

final draft- karate-do and i

What are you thinking when karate-do word comes into your mind? A man wears a white suit and black belt? Japan? Ninja Turtle? Or maybe a “ Wachaaaaa!!!!” phrase. Maybe some of you are familiar with karate-do while some of you are not. It depends on the individual’s experiences to interpret the meaning of the word itself. Well, for me karate-do is something that used to be a part of my life. Thinking again, it’s been 3 years already I quit from this martial art and how I miss it so much.

The memory of five years ago is still fresh inside my mind. On that day, my friends boasted about karate performance that was made by Malaysian athletes in our institute’s hall. At that time, they were recruiting members for karate club and my friends asked if anyone interested in joining it. At first, I just ignored them since I was not interested in anything that involved physical activities. For me I was hopeless in anything that related to sports since I was quite chubby (or maybe I rather called it as fat) and doing those things only made me looked stupid in front of others. Therefore, I told myself like this;‘ Meddy, look at yourself first and think carefully. Do you still want to join with this kind of physical? With this kind of thinking, I managed to ignore the desire to ask them about karate-do and joined the club.

However, I lost to the words of persuasion. My friend managed to persuade me to join it with beautiful promises about it. Even now, I could hear the words that she said to me. Meddy…join it! You can lose your weight when you join it!That’s it! Hearing this words I immediately took the form and signed it. Now, remembering it again makes me think how gullible I was at that time, easily fall into promises. Starting on that day, I became a karateka and the journey of my life began here.

As a karate-ka, we can gain a lot benefits from this martial arts. One of it is you are able to learn how to protect and defence yourself from the danger. It is very important for human especially women to take safety step especially when they go out and karate-do could provide those safety tips for them. In addition, karate-do is good for your health. To all girls who want to burn their fats fast, join karate-do. This is because a lot of physical activities must be done so that you are fit to do all the punch and kick during the training. A karateka need a high stamina so that they are able to do karate-do fast, firm and accurate especially when they compete in a tournament, or being attacked by someone else. Besides, karate-do could discipline you as a person. Punctuality and respects is very important in this area. If you want to train yourself to be on time and doing the same thing without complaining, karate-do is the answer. You might get bored doing the same thing everyday, but as the time pass by, you can see that your physical will improve slowly.

However, being a karate member was not easy. I saw many people joined it half way and give up from it when they could not stand with the physical activities during the karate training. From sit up to running around the gymnasium and even jumping in the air, the training was like a hell to us. Our clothes were drenched with our sweat and some boys managed to squeeze it from their clothes. Can you imagine how great the karate training is? The one and half-hour training was able to make our muscles pained and tired on the next day. When everyone saw all karate members walking like an old people, they already knew that we had gone another hell training the night before and just smiled when looking at us.

If anyone asked me why I did not quit the karate-do during that time, I did not know how to answer it. Honestly, never once the word quit ever left my head from the first day I joined the club until the end. Every time I went through all the training, I was thinking of quitting the club because of many reasons. The feeling of incompetent physically comparing to my friends was the main reason why I wanted to quit from it. Seeing your other friends able to do thing that you could not do make me feel so sad. In addition, all of them were improving and became advance in front of me, whereas I was stuck at the back with no improvement. The desire to get out from the club became stronger and stronger. However, I could not say my intention to quit from the club to my sensei (karate’s instructor) and to all my friends. Searching a good way in telling them so that nobody would get hurt, I did not realise that two years has past. Even though the intention to quit was still inside me, but the desire become less and less from day to day. That time I did not realize how I was improving a lot physically and mentally

Throughout these 3 years, I reflected back what I have gone through during the time I joined karate club. Surprisingly, I did not realise how I improve a lot in my karate and become better in physical activities. I could even split my legs into two and sit on it comfortably. Remembering those memories could not stop me from smiling right now. But the most valuable thing that I ever got from karate training is confidence that I have within me now. Before this, I did not have confidence in anything including in my studies. I preferred to be in the dark rather than going in front of speaking aloud about what I thought and what I wanted. Now, I become someone else. I gain my confidence and I’m not afraid anymore.

Karate-do taught me that if you do not have confidence within yourself, do not ever think about protecting yourself from the danger. In fact, the main reasons of you become strong are the confidence and belief on yourself as well as the strong will that you have within your heart. From this I learned that how important for me to be confidence and be strong within myself so that I would be able to face any obstacles in the future.

As the time pass by, life became busier than before. Various commitments and time constraint made me quit from karate-do. Sometime I realised that I am at loss when I quit the club. But, there are certain things in our life that we have to leave it even though we love it so much. Although I quitted from the club, but I still love karate-do. Until now, I practised the principles that I learned from the training. For me karate-do will never die and will be in my heart forever.

karate do and I (2ND DRAFT)

Second draft


What are you thinking when karate-do word comes into your mind? A man wears a white suit and black belt? Japan? Ninja Turtle? Or maybe a “ Wachaaaaa!!!!” phrase. Maybe some of you are familiar with karate-do while some of you are not. It depends on the individual’s experiences to interpret the meaning of the word itself. Well, for me karate-do is something that used to be a part of my life. Thinking again, it’s been 3 years already I quit from this martial art and how I miss it so much.


The memory of five years ago is still fresh inside my mind. On that day, my friends boasted about karate performance that was made by Malaysian athletes in our institute’s hall. At that time, they were recruiting members for karate club and my friends asked if anyone interested in joining it. At first, I just ignored them since I was not interested in anything that involved physical activities. For me I was hopeless in anything that related to sports since I was quite chubby (or maybe I rather called it as fat) and doing those things only made me looked stupid in front of others. Therefore, I told myself like this;



‘ Meddy, look at yourself first and think carefully. Do you still want to join with this kind of physical? ’



With this kind of thinking, I managed to ignore the desire to ask them about karate-do and joined the club.



However, I lost to the words of persuasion. My friend managed to persuade me to join it with beautiful promises about it. Even now, I could hear the words that she said to me.



“ Meddy…join it! You can lose your weight when you join it!”



That’s it! Hearing this words I immediately took the form and signed it. Now, remembering it again makes me think how gullible I was at that time, easily fall into promises. Starting on that day, I became a karateka and the journey of my life began here.



From the time when I joined karate-do, my life become much more colourful compared to the previous one. Although some of you might think that joining a martial art will only make you feel tired and waste your time, but it is the other way. Karate-do gives you many benefits that you could not even think of about it. First, you are able to learn how to protect and defence yourself from the danger. In spite of expanding your social networks, you are able to tie bond between different races such as Chinese and India. I’ve got a karateka friend who is a mix between an African-Arab and Malay. I thought he would only talk in English, however when he talked in Malay with Penang accent, I could not stop laughing because it looked kinda funny when a foreigner talk Malay with Penang accent. In addition, karate-do is good for your health. The physical activities could help you burn out all your fats.



Since I joined karate-do, many fun and interesting activities had been done and I really enjoyed it so much. I still remembered that we have a one day ice breaking activities among all karate-do members where at that time, we have many activities with other karatekas who were coming from different age group ( we are the oldest) and different places. Besides, we always went to dojo ( karate-do place ) and did our outdoor activity.



But the most unforgettable memory was Karate camp which was held on December 2004. That camp was held in Tanjung Bungah in Penang. The 5 days and 4 nights camps really gave you a lot of fun and interesting places. We were not only able to learn kata ( steps of karate-do) which is only for higher black belt, but also knew people coming from other countries such as Singapore, and Iran. But the most unforgettable moment was the time we spent doing the activities at the beach with other karatekas with Malaysian karate athletes. It was so fun even I could not forget until now.



However, being a karate member was not easy. I saw many people joined it half way and give up from it when they could not stand with the physical activities during the karate training. From sit up to running around the gymnasium and even jumping in the air, the training was like a hell to us. Our clothes were drenched with our sweat and some boys managed to squeeze it from their clothes. Can you imagine how great the karate training is? The one and half-hour training was able to make our muscles pained and tired on the next day. When everyone saw all karate members walking like an old people, they already knew that we had gone another hell training the night before and just smiled when looking at us.



If anyone asked me why I did not quit the karate-do during that time, I did not know how to answer it. Honestly, never once the word quit ever left my head from the first day I joined the club until the end. Every time I went through all the training, I was thinking of quitting the club because of many reasons. The feeling of incompetent physically comparing to my friends was the main reason why I wanted to quit from it. Seeing your other friends able to do thing that you could not do make me feel so sad. In addition, all of them were improving and became advance in front of me, whereas I was stuck at the back with no improvement. The desire to get out from the club became stronger and stronger. However, I could not say my intention to quit from the club to my sensei (karate’s instructor) and to all my friends. Searching a good way in telling them so that nobody would get hurt, I did not realise that two years has past. Even though the intention to quit was still inside me, but the desire become less and less from day to day. That time I did not realize how I was improving a lot physically and mentally.




Throughout these 3 years, I reflected back what I have gone through during the time I joined karate club. Surprisingly, I did not realise how I improve a lot in my karate and become better in physical activities. I could even split my legs into two and sit on it comfortably. Remembering those memories could not stop me from smiling right now. But the most valuable thing that I ever got from karate training is confidence that I have within me now. Before this, I did not have confidence in anything including in my studies. I preferred to be in the dark rather than going in front of speaking aloud about what I thought and what I wanted. Now, I become someone else. I gain my confidence and I’m not afraid anymore.




Karate-do taught me that if you do not have confidence within yourself, do not ever think about protecting yourself from the danger. In fact, the main reasons of you become strong are the confidence and belief on yourself as well as the strong will that you have within your heart. From this I learned that how important for me to be confidence and be strong within myself so that I would be able to face any obstacles in the future.



As the time pass by, life became busier than before. A lot of commitments and time constraint made me quit from karate-do. Thinking again, I am at loss when I quit the club. But, there are certain things in our life that we have to leave it even though we love it so much. Although I quitted from the club, but I still love karate-do. Until now, I practised the principles that I learned from the training. For me karate-do will never die and be in my heart forever.

1st draft: Karate-do and I

What are you thinking when karate-so word comes into your mind? A man wear a white suit and black belt? Japan? Ninja Turtle? Or maybe a “ Wachaaaaa!!!!” phrase. Maybe some of you join karate and maybe some of you not joining it. It depends on the individual’s experiences to interpret the meaning of the words itself. Well, for me karate-do is something that use to be a part of my life. Thinking again, it’s been 3 years already I quit from this martial art and how I miss it so much.


The memory of five years ago is still fresh inside my mind. On that day, my friends boasted about karate performance that was made by Malaysian athletes in our institute’s hall. At that time, they were recruiting members for karate club and my friends asked if anyone interested in joining it. At first, I just ignored them since I was not interested in any activities that involve physical. For me I’m hopeless in anything that related to sports since I’m quite chubby ( or maybe I rather called it as fat) and doing those thing only make me look stupid in front of others. Therefore, I told myself like this;

‘ Meddy, look at yourself first and think carefully. Do you still want to join with this kind of physical ’

With this kind of thinking, I managed to ignore the desire to ask them about karate-do and joining the club.


However, I lost to the words of persuasion. My friend managed to persuade me to join it with beautiful promises about it. Her words is still ringing in my head right now and the most words that I can not forget is


“ Meddy…join it! You can be slim when you join it!”



That’s it! Hearing this words I was immediately took the form and signed it. Now, remembering it again makes me think how gullible I am at that time, easily fall into promises. Starting on that day, I become a karateka and the journey of my life just started here.

Being a karate member was not easy. I saw many people joined it half way and quit from it when they could not stand with the physical activities during the karate training. From sit up to running around the gymnasium and even jumping in the air, the training was like a hell to us. Our clothes were drenched with our sweat and some boys were managed to squeeze it from their clothes. Can you imagine how great the karate training is? The one and half-hour training was able to make our muscles pained and tired on the next day. When everyone saw all karate members walking like an old people, they already know that we had gone another hell training the night before and just smiled when looking at us.


If anyone asked me why I did not quit the karate-do during that time, I could not answer it. Honestly, never once the word quit ever leave my head from the first day I joined the club until the end. Every time I went through all the training, I was thinking of quitting the club because of many reasons. The feeling of incompetent physically comparing to my friends is the main reason why I wanted to quit from it. Seeing your other friends able to do thing that you could not do make me feel so sad. In addition, all of them are improving and become advance in front of me, whereas I was stuck at the back with no improvement. The desire to get out from the club became stronger and stronger . However, I could not manage to say about my intention to quit from the club to my sensei (karate’s instructor) and to all my friends. Searching of a good way in telling them so that nobody will get hurt, I did not realise that two years has past. Even though the intention to quit was still inside me, but it the desire become less and less from day to day. That time I did not realize that how I was improving a lot physically and mentally.



Throughout these 3 years, I reflected back what I have gone through during the time I joined karate club. Surprisingly, I did not realise how I improve a lot in my karate and become better in physical activities. I even can split my legs into two and sit on it comfortably. Remembering those memories could not stop me from smiling right now. But the most valuable thing that I ever got from karate training is confidence that I have within me now. Before this, I was not confidence in anything including in my studies. I prefer to be in the dark rather than going in front of speaking aloud about what I think and what I want to ask. Now, I become someone else. I gain my confidence and I’m not afraid anymore.


Karate taught me that if you did not have confidence within yourself, don’t you ever think about protecting yourself from the danger. In fact, the main reasons of you become strong are the confidence and belief on yourself as well as the strong will that you have within your heart. From this I learned that how important for me to be confidence and be strong within myself so that I would be able to face any obstacles in the future.


As the time pass by, life become more busy that before. A lot of commitments and lacks of time make me quit from karate-do. Thinking again, I am at loss when I quit the club. But, there are certain things in our life that we have to leave it even though we love it so much. Though I quit the club, but still I love karate so much and practised the principles that I learned during the training. For me karate-do will never dies within my heart forever.

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