Having formally quit savate and shing-yi training over a year ago because of the insane busy life of being a working mom, I pretty much left martial arts behind me. So martial arts training wasn’t even in the backburner of my mind as I was grading like a mad woman this past Friday, when I felt a presence near my office door.
“May I help you?”
It was Chris, one of my World Lit students, dressed in his white gi. This wasn’t unusual, as he, a member of the Eastfield Kenpo Club, sometimes would dress in his gi in class. So at first I thought he needed info for the class’s Final Exam. But then I noticed two other students behind him, also in gi’s.
“Uh… we were wondering…. Could you be the second advisor for our kenpo club?”
I suppose it would’ve made logical sense that they would ask me, considering my past martial arts background… except that I never mentioned that part of my life, not one whit at Eastfield, in class or out, since I quit. As it turned out, they were just randomly asking professors that they knew, hoping that one of them would bite.
Usually I would’ve said no — being the SKD faculty advisor in fulfillment of my “student services” faculty duties is busy enough as it is. But, fortunately, a second (read “secondary”) advisor is more of a rubber-stamper of official forms when the primary advisor isn’t available. I made it clear to these three that that was all I could afford, time-wise, and they seemed okay with that.
So… I said, “Yes.”
And what was pretty cool was that they actually have heard of savate — they saw my three glove test certificates that I hang on my office wall, opposite of my three degrees — although none of them have heard of shing-yi… which wasn’t really surprising.
After some small-talk, they left. I looked wistfully at those three certificates, tried not to feel *too* old and fat, and got back to my mountainous grading. 🙂
Kenpo? KENPO??? Yes… kenpo.