The Root Of My Main Problem

I was a very organized kid with a very strict schedule at the age of 9, when I finished school I had to go to taekwondo,which I started since I was 3 years old, and then to piano class. This schedule was very monotonous and I decided to get rid of piano classes, because anyways how was that going to help me in life. I pleaded my mom to let me get out of it and she finally gave in.

I now only had taekwondo, but I still felt it was a very demanding schedule, of course it was not nearly as vigorous as eight grade but I felt very tired. I pleaded my mom a lot more so she would let me leave taekwondo, she again gave in, but my dad wasn’t very pleased about it.

He yelled at me for what seemed hours about how you are going to regret this when you get older and how martial arts give you discipline, and how I was going to throw 6 years of arduous work to the trash. I didn’t really care about that; I just wanted to live my life at its fullest (for a 9 year old that is). Weeks after I started noticing that everything I did was very messy, even my handwriting became messier. The lesson is to always listen to your dad…but I haven’t learned that lesson quite yet.