Another life lesson from a little boy

Blame the little boy (or me).

A lump the size of a golf ball has appeared on my right ankle last night. I can’t walk and I’m in a bit of pain due to this sprained - I’m hoping that it’s just a sprain - joint of mine.

When I was in my hell mode, I accepted physical pain gladly to mask the emotional turmoil within me. Stupid as it seems, I self-destructed those days. But now that I’m in a happier phase, this injury and pain is not a friend at all. I’m all for physical pain, but when it interrupts my happy time, it sucks. Number one happy-time that the little boy jeopardized is my retreat. I’m an NPC (non-practicing Catholic) but I have other reasons why I want to go to the retreat (Now I can’t spend time with her). Number two happy- time that is affected is my training. I love sports and my sprained ankle is hindering my training for our competition.

Why does that little boy have a near-to-perfect kick,
And why did Migo try to outdo the little boy and imitate him?

Let the little boy speak!

Little Boy:
Ewan ko ba kung bakit ako ginagaya nun ni kuya. Muka namang nageenjoy sila nung isa niyang kasama mag-training. Patapus na nga yung session pero gusto ni master na gumawa pa daw kami ng advanced kicks.

Lagi kasi ako nagprapractice sa bahay sumipa kaya lagi din ako pinupuri nila master. May diin daw yung sipa ko. Siguro naiinggit yung isa kaya ginaya ako. Ayun, namali yung bagsak… yung paa niya tuloy yung sumalo nung bagsak niya.


I’m guessing that’s what the little boy would say if you asked him what happened. Imagine a ten-year old kicked my ass before we even started sparring.

Life lesson:
Be happy with what you have

and

Injuries come easy to old people.