the basic movements of Wing Chun in this form. You will learn to solidify your position and relax yourself.”
Master Kwan began the form in placing his legs in position, feet toward each other and low centre of gravity. Danny was beside him and imitated all his gestures. He found the means of moving strange and it hurt him. After five minutes, his legs were on fire. He was however fascinated by that which he learned. He realized that he’d spent hours with Sifu Kwan and he hadn’t even noticed. For the first time in a long time, he felt great.
CHAPTER 7
He passed through the woods like he usually did to shorten his route. Passing by this way, he saved a few minutes of walking, because he passed several streets in the area when he arrived at the other end of the woods. Suddenly, he felt something pull on his backpack. Before he could fall backwards, Danny lowered his centre of gravity, turned and with an open-handed hit brushed off the hand that grabbed him. At that moment, he saw the quartet who was again present to humiliate him. He didn’t say a word this time. He saw the chief of the group move to punch him in the face. Danny advanced with a step in his direction at the same time, deflecting his punch with a blow of his left hand on the forearm of his assailant. He took the opportunity to link a punch directly to his aggressor’s face with his right fist. The impact was furious and direct. The chief fell on his back and instantly lost consciousness at the moment of impact. A thud of bones that knocked against each other was heard. The three others who saw the spectacle that unfolded under their eyes had wide eyes, already blank at what had happened at that moment.
A kid among the three, who was more daring than the others, tried to throw a punch at Danny. He blocked the hit with his arm and pivoted slightly to break the impact. At the same time, Danny seized the arm of his attacker with which he had tried to hit him, pulled it toward himself and swung a kick in the legs at the same time. Totally unbalanced, his adversary tried to retreat, but Danny jerked toward him, sending him a punch directly to his face, followed by three others in a fraction of a second. The four hits hit his face like a flurry of machinegun fire. From the first punch, he also had lost consciousness, but he got three others before hitting the ground. The two kids watched stunned in horror. In the space of a few seconds, two of their friends were knocked out. The fear reared to them and none of them wanted to submit to that. One of the two said to Danny:
“Ok… just… relax. It wasn’t our idea anyway… uhhh… we’re re-really sorry.”
“You have ten seconds to pick them up and get them out. If I ever see one of you again, I’m going to break everything, understand?”
“Yeah, yeah… .”
They dispatched themselves to pulling their two friends, who had begun to regain consciousness, to their feet. The two were bleeding and they were confused. Danny watched them leave, satisfied. He was surprised how easy it was to knock them out in a few seconds. He could see the others’ surprised faces when he decided to launch his attack and he was delighted to have created fear in those who had taken pleasure in spreading the same sentiment through maliciousness. He found the humiliation through which he’d lived a good thing and he was proud of it. On top of everything, Danny Namara had learned a great lesson today: to face one’s fears is to overcome them. Today, he discovered a skill in combat. He had blocked the attacks of two bigger and stronger kids in several seconds before his heart had had time to race. He had remained calm in the face of his enemy and he was proud of it. He continued on his way to his current house. Once more, he came home with bruises, but this time on his hands from the impact of the blows on his aggressors. He was proud of his bruises today, because this time they weren’t those of a victim,
Master Kwan began the form in placing his legs in position, feet toward each other and low centre of gravity. Danny was beside him and imitated all his gestures. He found the means of moving strange and it hurt him. After five minutes, his legs were on fire. He was however fascinated by that which he learned. He realized that he’d spent hours with Sifu Kwan and he hadn’t even noticed. For the first time in a long time, he felt great.
CHAPTER 7
He passed through the woods like he usually did to shorten his route. Passing by this way, he saved a few minutes of walking, because he passed several streets in the area when he arrived at the other end of the woods. Suddenly, he felt something pull on his backpack. Before he could fall backwards, Danny lowered his centre of gravity, turned and with an open-handed hit brushed off the hand that grabbed him. At that moment, he saw the quartet who was again present to humiliate him. He didn’t say a word this time. He saw the chief of the group move to punch him in the face. Danny advanced with a step in his direction at the same time, deflecting his punch with a blow of his left hand on the forearm of his assailant. He took the opportunity to link a punch directly to his aggressor’s face with his right fist. The impact was furious and direct. The chief fell on his back and instantly lost consciousness at the moment of impact. A thud of bones that knocked against each other was heard. The three others who saw the spectacle that unfolded under their eyes had wide eyes, already blank at what had happened at that moment.
A kid among the three, who was more daring than the others, tried to throw a punch at Danny. He blocked the hit with his arm and pivoted slightly to break the impact. At the same time, Danny seized the arm of his attacker with which he had tried to hit him, pulled it toward himself and swung a kick in the legs at the same time. Totally unbalanced, his adversary tried to retreat, but Danny jerked toward him, sending him a punch directly to his face, followed by three others in a fraction of a second. The four hits hit his face like a flurry of machinegun fire. From the first punch, he also had lost consciousness, but he got three others before hitting the ground. The two kids watched stunned in horror. In the space of a few seconds, two of their friends were knocked out. The fear reared to them and none of them wanted to submit to that. One of the two said to Danny:
“Ok… just… relax. It wasn’t our idea anyway… uhhh… we’re re-really sorry.”
“You have ten seconds to pick them up and get them out. If I ever see one of you again, I’m going to break everything, understand?”
“Yeah, yeah… .”
They dispatched themselves to pulling their two friends, who had begun to regain consciousness, to their feet. The two were bleeding and they were confused. Danny watched them leave, satisfied. He was surprised how easy it was to knock them out in a few seconds. He could see the others’ surprised faces when he decided to launch his attack and he was delighted to have created fear in those who had taken pleasure in spreading the same sentiment through maliciousness. He found the humiliation through which he’d lived a good thing and he was proud of it. On top of everything, Danny Namara had learned a great lesson today: to face one’s fears is to overcome them. Today, he discovered a skill in combat. He had blocked the attacks of two bigger and stronger kids in several seconds before his heart had had time to race. He had remained calm in the face of his enemy and he was proud of it. He continued on his way to his current house. Once more, he came home with bruises, but this time on his hands from the impact of the blows on his aggressors. He was proud of his bruises today, because this time they weren’t those of a victim,
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