Exhale.
Her
eyes focused on the boards in her mentor’s hands. Around her, the dojo was
quiet as the blue-padded floors and white walls absorbed any sound. The parent
spectators were still. She knew her mother and father were seated there,
waiting for her. Overhead, the Korean flag hung alongside the Tran’s Tae
Kwon Do logo. They beamed down at them all,
while her fellow test mates watched patiently behind her.
Her
mentor nodded.
Shouting, her hand leapt forward,
clenched tightly into a fist. It passed easily through the wood, snapping the
pair of boards cleanly in half. The lines of her mentor’s face crinkled in
approval as he scratched his beard. In unison, her fellow blue belts cheered.
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