Episode 48. Typhoon in a teacup 12014.02.15.
The kids followed Sonbin down to the middle yard.
When I look at the little kids gathered together and looking up at me, I feel like I am really small.
‘hmm.’
I’ve dragged everything down, but I can’t really think of what to do.
Sonbin thought for a moment while looking at the children’s curious eyes and asked Jau.
“What does Jau do when he fights?”
“Me?”
Sonbin nodded.
“Zau is just swinging his fist!”
The answer was a walnut instead. Soso adds another word.
“Close your eyes.”
Jau pouted his mouth and spoke as if making an excuse.
“When I open my eyes, I lose strength.”
“okay? “Do you want to give it a try?”
Jau, who hesitated for a moment, clenched his fist as if he had no choice as Sonbin continued to wait.
“Eight!”
It was almost like a struggle. He closed his eyes tightly, turned his head, and just swung his fists wildly.
It almost makes me wonder if it hurts from being hit by that small fist.
However, it would be quite threatening to the kids who are shorter than Zau in front.
“hmm.”
Sonbin said while looking at Jau.
“I think I should open my eyes first, right?”
“When you open your eyes… … “Is it scary?”
“You still have to leave. And above all, breathing is important.”
“Breath?”
Jau tilts his head at the difficult word.
“Breathing.”
Sonbin suddenly remembered what Sajahyeok said about breathing.
“If your breathing is shallow, your movements will easily become disorganized, and if your movements are disrupted, you will not be able to follow the flow.”
Jawoo frowned and looked up at Sonbin. The eyes seem suspicious.
“Can’t you just teach me martial arts or something like that? Since their family is a military officer, they also learn martial arts. “The best martial arts performance in the world.”
Sonbin’s eyebrows twitched. Speaking of being the best in the world, who is the best in the world? This is nonsense.
“That kind of thing… … .”
“You are not a person who teaches martial arts.”
Soso said something to protect Son Bin.
“So, you don’t have to know much about things like martial arts.”
“Tch.”
Jau pouted his lips with a disappointed expression.
Still, when I saw my teacher, Son Bin, taking action, I seemed to have expected to learn something great in martial arts.
“that’s right. “The teacher teaches writing.”
The other children were also resigned and chattering in their own ways, but Sonbin said something.
“Do you know?”
“yes?”
“I know. “No merit.”
The children all look up at Sonbin. But those were not admirations, but rather suspicious looks.
“no way.”
The moment a voice like that was heard, blood vessels appeared slightly on Sonbin’s forehead.
“Sosoya.”
“yes?”
“Would you please go to my room and get the ‘sword’ that is lying next to the bed? “It’s like a long stick wrapped in cloth.”
Sonbin said, giving special emphasis to the word sword.
At those words, the children’s eyes began to sparkle, and Soso answered right away.
“yes!”
Dododo.
Soso immediately ran to Sonbin’s room.
The children looked at the door where Soso had disappeared with eyes full of doubt and anticipation.
“Ouch!”
A small sound of surprise could be heard from inside the room.
Sonbin and the kids’ eyes focused on the open door, and after a while, Soso appeared holding a sword wrapped in cloth.
Bruises, bruises.
Soso’s steps falter, as if the sword larger than his height is too much for him. Still, Soso worked hard on her feet and returned to Sonbin.
However, Soso’s expression somehow looks glum.
“This is strange.”
Soso pouted his mouth and handed the sword to Son Bin with an expression that looked like he was about to cry.
“I touched him, and he suddenly stabbed me.”
Sonbin was surprised. He put it in a sheath and wrapped it in cloth. Could it have been that he had cut himself?
“Are you hurt?”
Soso shook his head.
“no. It still stung. And it’s very cold.”
Sonbin looked at Soso’s hand. He had no apparent injuries.
Sonbin looked at the snowy white heron just in case. The egret is still wrapped in cloth. There is nothing wrong other than feeling a little cold.
“Sorry, thank you.”
Sonbin stroked Soso’s head. Only then did Soso’s expression relax.
The other children’s eyes were focused on what Sonbin was holding. Sonbin leisurely unwrapped the cloth.
Sarah.
The cloth was removed, revealing the appearance of a white heron.
“Wow!”
When the sword really appears, the kids all exclaim in admiration.
In fact, even though the scabbard alone was nothing special, he seemed really excited that the sword had appeared.
‘Hmm.’
In fact, Sonbin was momentarily conflicted when he saw the appearance of the white heron.
I wondered if it would be okay to show this to children, and if it would be okay to use a sword like this.
But the thought didn’t last long.
“Please step back.”
The kids were already huddled close to Sonbin.
Some children tried to reach for the sword that Son Bin was holding, but So So stopped them, saying it hurt.
Moreover, a cold sensation can be felt even in the egret’s handle. Just like when I first held a white heron.
“Come on, let’s all go up there.”
At this rate, even if I tell him to step back, I don’t think he will keep his distance properly.
Sonbin had no choice but to make all the children climb on the bamboo mat on the foundation.
The children were huddled at the edge, looking at Sonbin with shining eyes.
Even the always sleepy Jang and the quiet lovebird sit in the front, their eyes shining brightly.
Sreung.
“Wow!”
When the sword appeared, the children applauded with admiration, almost cheering.
Sonbin smiled brightly. The lines drawn by the beautiful blade of the Seongeom Egret are enough to fascinate even children who know nothing.
“Whoa.”
Sonbin slowly caught his breath.
He could feel the children’s eyes full of anticipation looking at him, but as he calmed his mind by remembering the great Ganggyeol of Hyeoncheon, that feeling slowly faded away.
yes.
I felt the warmth of the egret sword I was holding in my hand along with a slight vibration. And before I knew it, only Son Bin and his sword existed in the world.
Phew.
I felt the wind, or rather the flow.
The large current that embraces him and caresses Sonbin like a gentle wind revealed his haughty appearance.
Sonbin smiled quietly. And he began to move his sword along the flow.
Sigh.
The white egret began to draw a smooth trajectory, as if water were flowing.
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widely.
“Whoa.”
Sonbin slowly caught his breath. And he captured his sword, Egret.
Sreung.
The white heron disappeared, and Sonbin slightly lowered his head and quietly savored the lingering scent.
Then, I suddenly remembered that the kids were watching.
“Whoa.”
It was almost at the same time that the kids let out a long breath and Sonbin looked back at them.
The children, who had forgotten to breathe and were looking at Sonbin, were unable to speak properly with their mouths wide open and their eyes wide open.
But it was only for a moment.
“Wow!”
“Teacher, you are the best!”
“amazing! amazing! amazing!”
The kids were truly in an uproar.
Some children were jumping up and down screaming, saying the best exclamations they knew, while others were speechless because they couldn’t find anything to say.
However, the sparkling eyes of everyone looking at Sonbin were the same.
“Hmm.”
As the children’s enthusiastic cheers continued endlessly, Sonbin became embarrassed.
“got it? So, just follow what I say.”
“Then can I do that too?”
Jau asks with sparkling eyes.
“Not now. It’s also dangerous. But if I work hard, won’t it happen someday?”
Jau nodded vigorously.
“Now, would you all like to come back down and stand?”
As soon as Sonbin finished speaking, the children came down in droves.
Sonbin wrapped the white heron again with a cloth and naturally hid it behind his back. This is because the kids’ eyes never left the white heron.
“Don’t close your eyes, take a deep breath. And rather than swinging her fists wildly… … .”
Suddenly, Sonbin remembered Sajahyeok’s fist that broke the rock that he had shown at first. But she soon shook her head.
‘I guess that’s not true, right?’
I guess it doesn’t seem right to teach kids to punch. Before that, it might be too much for the kids anyway.
“Let’s just push hard with both hands.”
From a teacher’s point of view, I can’t teach fighting, but I think it’s okay if you just push with both hands.
“Like this?”
Jawoo immediately follows Sonbin’s words and holds out his hands with all his might.
However, in Sonbin’s opinion, he is very clumsy. It doesn’t seem to be very powerful.
Sonbin frowned.
‘It’s not? It doesn’t look natural and the movements are very strange… … . ah!’
Suddenly, I remembered Sajahyeok’s movements when he smashed the rock with his fist.
“Put your hands together and extend them together while taking one foot forward.”
“foot?”
Zau tilts his head, takes a step forward, and extends his hand. Although it was still sloppy, it seemed to show quite a bit of posture.
“Stronger. “Like hitting the ground with your foot.”
“Yah!”
Zau shouted and took a step without realizing it.
widely.
There was a small, but loud sound of hitting the ground, and Jau’s arms stretched forward powerfully.
Pak.
It’s much stronger than before, and it feels quite powerful.
“Oh oh.”
The children who were watching let out gasps of admiration.
“okay. “That’s how we do it.”
Jau looked triumphant at the children’s response. Then, a thought occurred to me and I tilted my head.
“By the way, what kind of martial arts is this? “Can you win if you fight with this?”
The children’s eyes, full of expectations, turn towards Sonbin.
If you say something like ‘This is not martial arts’, you can clearly see that the children will be disappointed.
“I’m not trying to teach you to fight.”
Sonbin said in a quiet voice. Her little ones held their breath and looked up at Sonbin.
“But if someone tries to force you to do something you don’t like, for example, if they try to take away your Daenggi or Norigae or hit you arbitrarily.”
Sonbin said.
“At that time, don’t hesitate and shout. I do not like it! Called.”
“I do not like it?”
The kids looked at Sonbin with shining eyes. It was something that Sonbin also thought of in her face, but she really liked it.
‘Let’s just stay still. Since it is pushed with the palm, it is called ‘Jang (掌)’… … .’
“okay.”
Sonbin nodded and said to the kids.
“The name of this martial artist is I Hate Ssangjang (不喜歡雙掌).”
It’s a mess of a name for a martial artist. It would be natural since it was created in the first place.
However, the children’s eyes sparkle as if they liked that name more.
“Now, shall we try again?”
The kids stood in their respective poses with quite serious expressions.
“Take a deep breath.”
Children make noises and inhale.
“Bring your hands together in front of your chest, then extend them as hard as you take a step.”
“Hey!”
widely.
Each child shouted and stretched out their hands as hard as they could.
“teacher! Martial arts are basically something you do while shouting your name!”
“that’s right! He also said, ‘No. 1 in the world!’ “That’s right.”
Sonbin frowned slightly. Even though she’s seen a lot of fights with Lion Hyuk, she’s never seen it done like that.
‘Well, it doesn’t matter.’
“Do it that way. “If that’s good.”
“Naaaan, I hate it, double head!”
The kids immediately started shouting and playing. They said it was just training, but before we knew it, the kids were happily playing with each other.
It had completely degenerated into a play, but perhaps because it was exciting, the movements were connected more naturally. Now I know how to lower my posture quite a bit.
‘Well, training is too much anyway.’
Sonbin smiled bitterly as he looked at the children.
In fact, it could be said that the kids followed along quite diligently to even get to this point.
If you think about it, it can’t be called proper training.
widely.
Still, Jau is repeating the movements quite seriously.
Hodu, who is very curious and works hard at everything, was following along next to Jawoo as if it were a competition, but Lovebird had already lost interest and was hiding behind Sonbin, watching the other children play.
Meanwhile, the kids are running around the house, throwing shots at each other.
“I hate it!”
“I dodged it!”
“no! You’re right!”
The children’s voices were happily resonating under the blue sky of Cheongwon.
* * *
The kids were going to Sonbin’s academy again today. We didn’t make any promises, but since we were neighborhood kids anyway, we all naturally got together.
While walking, Jawoo was playing with Gyeonja, and Soso and Lovebird were whispering and laughing to each other.
Jang-ah, who was always sleepy, was trudging along, muttering something, and next to him, a walnut was making a grass flute, making strange noises.
Ao, the youngest, seemed to like the grass flute and was following along next to the walnut with sparkling eyes.
“hey!”
The children’s chattering voices stop at someone’s words. The children’s eyes all turned forward.
“Where are you going?”
A kid a little taller than Zau was blocking the road. It was Jungo.
Gye-gu, who always followed Jung-oh, was standing next to him, looking at the kids with his lips twitching.
The children’s complexions immediately began to harden.
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martial arts,
