My mother told me the only way to live is to learn how to fight so when someone is attacking you, you must fight with all you have got. So mother signed me up for private lessons. The sensei will teach me how to fight off the humans that have nothing better to do than kill other humans. So whenever I go over there he says," practice make perfect and you must practice every day!" He pushes me to the limit. I have to do spin kick and many more. He says I have to master all of the strategies to karate, but I don't like karate, I want to learn more...more, to this day stuff, like not meaning to be weird but ninja style would be cool.

One Year Later
I have been practicing for a year now, so I think I'm ready for school now. Good bye sensei. :(