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My Greatest Ambition By Tyler Haupt


Hey guys, TY here!

Not sure how many of you read this, but I thought I’d put something up today, in light of the big test this Saturday.

Those of you that are testing for your black-belts:     Don’t. Worry.

I know that the first test is always the worst, and its much different than anything you’re used to.  But its not something to be afraid of.   This is the one time, where you should stand up and just tackle it head on.  Figuratively of course. You will do just fine. Believe in yourself.

Those of you that this isn’t your first test:  All Out.  Nonstop.

Everyone should be all out on this one.  No excuses.  Just do it.  If you’re an upper belt, be proud of who you are, what you know, and show it off.  Everyone will be watching you.  But its not for the reasons you may be thinking.  They won’t be watching to see if you’ll mess up, or to see if you crack.  Or to see you look silly.   They will be watching to see you.  They want to see you, being yourself, doing something you love.

And for a good read, to get you excited for the test. This was a narrative essay for an AP English class in high-school. We had free reign of the topic. I chose my first Black-Belt test.

My Greatest Ambition

As I stepped out into the blinding light of the sun, I looked up to the sky; I felt great; no it was better than that. I felt as if I had just thrown the weight of all the years of pain, pressure, passion, devotion, sweat, and anger off of my back. It had been piled on top of me for the past seven years, and with it no longer pulling me down to the ground I felt as if I could soar through the sky, touching all the clouds and skimming along the edge of where the blue turns black. It felt like a tidal wave of emotion; overwhelming me in its crystal clear, aquamarine arms and immersing me into a new world, one that which I was a new man, a new person. I could do anything, and I was well ready for everything. I looked down, and I saw it, a small black colored belt, clenched in my fist. I would remember this day for the rest of my life.

Seven years earlier, as I looked up at a bright glowing sign in the dark of the night, it read, “Ambra Karate Academy.” At that exact point in time, looking back, I had no idea that one day karate would become my love, my life and my passion. As my dad and I walked into the small, meager looking shop, in line with identical stores, we sat down in a man’s office. We sat there, for me it felt like an eternity, each second ticked by with the slowest pace, all I wanted was to get in that class and start to learn. Finally, a young looking man, possibly in his early thirties, sat down in the chair behind his large oak desk, he looked and smiled, “What can I do for you?” He asked with the most sincere tone. After a long, boring period of sitting there swinging my feet back and forth, the man and my dad stood up and shook hands vigorously. My dad looked down to me and said, “This is Mr. Ambra, Ty. Listen to what he says and you will be fine.” He smiled at me and walked away, behind me, toward a small seating area. Turning around Mr. Ambra bent down to me, then at my eye level, he handed me a black tee-shirt, white pants and an oddly bright white belt. He pointed really far to the back right, and told me, “There is a changing room in the back, go back there and get changed. Class is about to start.”

Throughout the years I had begun to climb the great staircase of karate, each new belt I earned, I took another struggling step to the next floor. Every year was an amazing accomplishment for me. When I first joined karate; I had no clue, none at all that I would make it as far as I am today. I did not have my doubts of skill, but I did not think I would pursue it as much as I have. Every Tuesday and Thursday night, I walked in the amazing shop; I have devoted my life to karate. It has become more than an activity; it had become something I looked forward to. It had become my passion. It had become my life. As I had the final floors of the staircase in my sight I began to get extremely nervous. There was an enormous entity in my way, taking up the whole width of the vast staircase. I knew the first moment I laid my eyes on it that I would eventually have to stand up, and fight it. Though I had few challenges left to tackle, the time to conquer my greatest ambition had arrived; the match of wits and strengths was at last within an arms length, playing at my nerves, taunting my weaknesses. I knew that this had to happen; I was destined to attack, and defeat this thing. The Black Belt test was my next hurdle, and I was ready to soar high above it.

Only days remained between the confrontation of entity and I; the Test was coming. I grew more and more nervous. As the seconds ticked by until this epic battle, time became nothing more than a word to me. Hours seemed like seconds, seconds seemed like hours, all was a blur except for that entity, constantly looming overhead. I pained and struggled day by day, training with my every waking breath, determined to make it mine, to claim that trophy of my sweat and tears.
As I walked into the small, immeasurable shop, as I had for the past seven years, yet this time, it was different from the others lining the street. This time a new feeling flowed through me as I stepped through the door. It felt like home. Once I changed into my now all black attire, aside from the belt, which shone a brilliant blue, and I stepped out into the arena. Time froze before my eyes. All that is, was, and ever will be was right in front of me. The entity stood there, directly across from me, I took a deep breath. My moment was here. I charged the great beast.

As I stepped out into the blinding light of the sun, I looked up to the sky; I felt great; no it was better than that. I felt as if I had just thrown the weight of all the years of pain, pressure, passion, devotion, sweat, and anger off of my back. It had been piled on top of me for the past seven years, and with it no longer pulling me down to the ground I felt as if I could soar through the sky, touching all the clouds and skimming along the edge of where the blue turns black. It felt like a tidal wave of emotion; overwhelming me in its crystal clear, aquamarine arms and immersing me into a new world, one that which I was a new man, a new person, I could do anything. I was ready for anything, and everything. I looked down, and I saw it, a small black colored belt, clenched in my fist. I would remember this day for the rest of my life.

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