Tae Kwon NO!

Me venting about my frustration when people expect me to remember the little I know about Tae Kwon Do.

My dad and I are hanging out

He asks why I don't practice Tae Kwon Do anymore

I want to shout

"It's too hard! I'm just too fat!"

But I know better than that

"I got sick a lot remember?"

I said

And that was that

 

 

I can't believe it!

They're here!

My aunts from the Philippines are here!

"So do you still practice your Tae Kwon Do?"

One aunt asks

"Do you still practice your Tae Kwon Do?

To stay calm

I said

"No..."

 

 

I'm driving home from my cousins' house

With my uncle

"If I start a fight

Will you use your Tae Kwon Do to back me up?"

"Do you still remember your Tae Kwon Do?"

He asked

I sighed

"No..."

And that was that

 

 

I don't remember my Tae Kwon Do

I still own my too tight karate clothes

I've grown overweight

And too this day I still hate

That I got sick so many times

During my Tae Kwon Do time

If I hadn't dropped out

Maybe I wouldn't be so overweight

 

 

No

I still haven't gone back to the dojo

To practice more Tae Kwon Do

Even though

It's right behind my house

I don't remember any

Kicks, punches, or techniques

Red is the color of my cheeks

Author's Note

I TRIED to make it rhyme, but it wasn't very successful. The last line is only there for the rhyme. This is a somewhat true story. I only changed the dialogue to make it rhyme a bit... O.o