Every test was finished and they started calling names for the fellow students and friends who had endured the training and the test with me. I was the first one up and waited for everyone else to get up. I noticed my father who was filming me and all of the other spectators who had wandered in to watch the spectacle. I was instructed to take off my current belt, a red belt with a black horizontal stripe that went around the whole belt. One of my favorite instructors and mentors awarded me with the belt. I had to hold my arms up like a ‘t’ while he tied the belt around my waist. I started to tear up a bit because I felt like I had accomplished very great, and I had. While my mentor wrapped the belt around my waist, he whispered to me how proud he was of me and reminded me of all of the great things I had done in order to get my black belt. After he finished, he left my side and I stood up. I bowed out to finish the test, and met with my parents where I was …show more content…
When working hard gets tough, I always persevere and finish the workout as hard as I can, similar to how I persevered during black belt training. As a citizen, I respect my family, friends and everybody that I meet, always making sure that my actions are appropriate, similar to how I treated my instructors and fellow classmates in the program. Under pressure to do the best of my ability during practice and races not only for myself, but also for my team, I always come out to perform