Parents, siblings, and friends of students filled every available seat. To Erica's delight, a reporter from the local newspaper had arrived, camera in hand, ready to document the event for the community section. Rick moved through the crowd in his formal black GI, a red headband tied around his forehead, his signature look for demonstrations. His smile was confident, his handshake firm as he greeted parents and potential new students. "This is excellent publicity. " Erica whispered as she passed him, tablet in hand.
"I've already received three new membership inquiries in the women's locker room. " Thelma changed into her GI with methodical precision. She could hear the excited chatter from the main floor, the occasional burst of laughter or applause as preliminary matches took place. Mia entered, already dressed for her own match. Ms. Gardner, are you okay?
Thelma looked up with a serene smile. Perfectly fine, dear. Just preparing myself. You know this is Erica's way of humiliating you, right? Rick is a fifth degree black belt.
He was state champion 3 years running. Was he now? Thelma's tone was mild, almost amused. How interesting. Mia hesitated, then lowered her voice.
You don't have to do this. You could say you're not feeling well or I never run from a challenge, Mia. Thelma tied her white belt with practiced ease. Especially one so graciously offered. The preliminary matches proceeded smoothly.
Students paired by rank and age, demonstrating their skills in light contact sparring and kata performances. Josh won his match against a boy from the intermediate class, his techniques solid, if uninspired. Tyler, to everyone's surprise, was eliminated early after an overly aggressive attack left him vulnerable to a counter. Kenji Tanaka sat in the front row, his posture perfect, his expression unreadable. Occasionally his eyes would meet Thelma's across the room, a silent communication passing between them.
Finally, Rick stepped to the center of the mat. Ladies and gentlemen, we have a special demonstration match tonight. As part of our commitment to inclusivity, we like to show that karate is for everyone, regardless of age or background. A murmur ran through the crowd as Thelma made her way to the mat, her white belt a stark contrast to Rick's black. Ms.
Gardner joined us recently and has shown great enthusiasm, Rick continued. Tonight she'll demonstrate a kata from our intermediate curriculum, followed by a light sparring session with me. The crowd applauded politely, though several exchanged confused glances. Parents leaned toward each other, whispering behind their hands. "First, the kata," Rick announced.
"This is Heian Sandan, typically taught to students at the brown belt level. I'll demonstrate first, then Ms. Gardner will attempt a simplified version. " Rick moved to the center of the mat and performed the kata with precision and power, his movements sharp and dynamic. The crowd applauded appreciatively. Then it was Thelma's turn.