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I have been away from blogger for a bit; &lt;br /&gt;
Some of you on FB already know some of my story anyway, but I will update things here as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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About 1 1/2 months ago, my Mother-in Law(or my Second Mom) passed away; as you can tell, I loved her very much. &amp;nbsp;We had a beautiful relationship that I treasure even now that she has passed. &amp;nbsp;Her love for me, her daughter(my wife), my children and all of her family is strong and that will never die.&lt;br /&gt;
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She gave some of us some last instructions; to most of them, it was to take care of my father in law as he would need us to be strong for him; but for me, she wanted me to know how much she loved me. &amp;nbsp;Here I am, an a aristocratic raggamuffin from East Nashville and she loves me anyway. &amp;nbsp;Here other instruction was this -- Just Be Yourself&lt;br /&gt;
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She was and is a treasure beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;
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She could dance in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dance, StarrMom so we too can feel the dance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24693668-506419994287715128?l=xoanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The goal is to cleanse the mind from all the negative "habitual" thoughts that come into my mind every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Pray for me, my family, Faces of Hope and everyone affected by autism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24693668-6683395585162318990?l=xoanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My mom joined us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on the Journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I will post some more tidbits from training;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I do that, I will give all an update; it appears that my son does not have ADHD after all; which is good, he just has trouble with communication and responding to instruction.&lt;br /&gt;So in order to deal with these issues, my wife and I are taking the family to a wonderful program known as RIP which aids the communication between parents and their young children. If anyone out there has issues with young children, I highly recommend the RIP program. Learn more &lt;a href="http://www.ripnetwork.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it happens, when I first began my training, I had a lot of trouble responding to instruction as well. My teacher told me once that it took him about 3 months of training just to get me to listen to him. Small wonder that my son would have similar issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During that time, my problem was always wanting to go farther more quickly; the practice of Taijiquan teaches us to slow down. I never truly understood that until recently. It is a wonder that I did not give up on the practice altogether; yet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; something  &lt;/span&gt;kept me going to Tai chi Class; I have no idea what it was; perhaps it was a belief that it was important or a belief that if I practiced it enough, I could make it work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some later years, my teacher decided that he would teach me out of his house instead of at the park, due to the crowds. Most of the time, we would practice in the backyard of his apartment which was a house in Historic Edgefield. Most of the time, class time remained uninterrupted there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I remember practicing the static 8 gates form in the front yard, when a car stopped on the street and some teenagers from the neighborhood immediately got out and started towards us, giving us that friendly greeting that really means "lets rumble!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued to practice, as did my teacher, but I was afraid. I asked him, "do you know them?" while I was performing the pull down. He responded very calmly "no." At that point the kids from the neighborhood got back in the car and sped off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to remind myself of that lesson every chance I get. The incident reminds me that being different will "invite" ridicule from others more often than not; the trick is learning how to handle that ridicule and indeed almost any conflict differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this example, I continued my form because my teacher kept doing the form. Would I have done the same thing, if I were alone? Of this, I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly enough, this also relates to something we learned in the RIP program. For example, if we respond to inappropriate behaviour by attention to it, then we are inadvertently rewarding it. I f we do not respond at all, then there is no reward for the child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the incident in question, my teacher did not respond to the taunts of the neighborhood teens at and so, seeing that they were not going to get anything from us, they left. Sometimes that does work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, more than ever, with a world that is tottering on the very brink of chaos and collapse, we still need to remain still and listen to that "still small voice of calm" (taken from a familiar hymn  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear Lord and Father of Mankind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;")&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24693668-2957251575422760809?l=xoanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Our class tended to vary in size;  we had students from other disciplines coming to learn more about Taijiquan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Teacher started us off with a basic form he called "The static 8 gates"  He called it static because there wasn't as much footwork in it as the "Ba Men" or 8 gates and 5 steps described in the book.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main purpose of the static gates is to get the student and the body used to the basic motions found in most of the Yang forms.  Circular motion was and is an integral part of Taijiquan as most will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first time there, I managed to memorize the first 4 motions of the static gates which are &lt;br /&gt;1. Peng or Ward Off&lt;br /&gt;2. Roll back&lt;br /&gt;3. Press&lt;br /&gt;4. Push.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vaguely remember my legs aching when I was doing the form that day;  I thought it was odd that my legs were aching so much when the motion didn't have that much leg work and the stancing was not that low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to that, I found breathing difficult(I am still an asthma patient) during the form, which I thought was also odd as it was such a slow form.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, I made progress in both areas, but that took time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, I went to visit my teacher, Tom, who is still teaching now at the YMCA in Antioch, Tennessee.  He introduced me to the class and said to them, that when he first started teaching me, he could hear me breathing from a good distance and could tell that I was having trouble.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt both good and a little weird being praised by my teacher, but I realized how important it was to show the other students what sort of progress can be made if there is some effort put forth in it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the feeling weird bit, I suppose that is a latent fear of success that I apparently still harbor.  For the person who succeeds, more is expected;  Don't be too surprised by the occasional failure,  it is bound to happen, but then again, so is success.  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At this moment, I am going to give a brief pause in the narrative to relay something.   I found this article on the web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;    Generation of Geniuses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    How Could this Change the World for ALL of Us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A few years ago I caught part of a major network news program on genius children and their's and their parent's experiences with public schools pressuring them to place these children on Ritalin. Some of the parents being interviewed had found alternative ways to deal with their children’s issues, that didn’t involve years of drug use, such as Ritalin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In this same program, a person from a national organization of American geniuses expressed concern that if Edison or Einstein were in public school today, that they may likely be diagnosed with ADHD, and drugged into “normalcy” so that they could “fit in.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In 1999, the Center for Pediatric Research, at a children’s hospital in Virginia found that 8 to 10% of students were receiving drug therapy for Attention Deficit and Hyperactivity Disorder, commonly known as ADHD. Trends show that these numbers are likely to be increasing dramatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In a 2005 interview with the New York Times, James T. Webb, a clinical psychologist and author of Misdiagnosis and Dual Diagnosis of Gifted Children and Adults, explained, “Behaviors of many gifted children can resemble those of, say, attention deficit/hyperactivity disorder. Most teachers, pediatricians and psychologists aren't trained to distinguish between the two. Most gifted kids are very intense, pursuing interests excessively. This often leads to power struggles, perfectionism, impatience, fierce emotions and trouble with peers. Many gifted kids have varied interests, skipping from one to the other - a trait often misinterpreted as A.D.H.D.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In the network news program mentioned at the beginning of this article, one of the children’s mothers explained that her child had been obsessed with the state of the global environment, and agitated by that. This was deemed to be “abnormal” by the school, and was part of the reason for the decision to place her on Ritalin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It is entirely possible that a child who is a genius was aware of the long known dangers of global warming, and the unrelenting trends of continuing rises in CO2 emissions worldwide. After having seen the recent documentary, “An Inconvenient Truth,” we would have to admit that such a child was “ahead of her time,” by becoming concerned and appropriately agitated by this issue, before the general public became concerned. It is very possible that these "agitated" children could become the "rabble rousering" adults who found and organize human rights, environmental, and other visionary movements that improve the lives of all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This is what geniuses do. They see danger and possibility ahead of the pack. Without their ability humanity may well still be swinging rudimentary clubs, and living in caves. Advances weren’t instantaneously seen by all members of a tribe or society, but certain members of the group had insights that quickly became adopted by the others. Without those who possess the ability to be dissatisfied with the status quo, and driven to distraction from the normal everyday tasks, to vision in a greater awareness . . . human advance does not occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Today, our planet is sagging from the weight of 6 billion human inhabitants, and in our lifetimes this may reach 9 billion. The demands for food, energy, water, and other resources will take on a screaming shrillness that may drive our world mad . . . “UNLESS” we find new creative ways of living in a finite world (in terms of physical resources) by tapping into the limitless mines and oceans of human consciousness and creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So, it becomes obvious that we are not only in dire need of the new generation of geniuses entering our public schools. But, in fact, we all need to become more creative in the future. When examined, the possibility of creating educational opportunities where gifted children, or geniuses, can flourish and offer positive influence to other students with their unusual and unique concepts of reality seem simple. Creating smaller class sizes, give students opportunity to expend energy expressing and interacting with teachers and other students. The College of Education at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign, suggests that smaller class sizes, while beneficial for all students, are particularly beneficial for students with ADD/ADHD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Physical education is also an outlet of energy that can help all students, as well as those with ADHD. Yet, according to the National Children and Youth Fitness Study (NCYFS) II, overall only 36% of children/youth participate in physical education class on a daily basis, and less than 30% of class time is spent in actual physical activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So, the first requirement to end a dysfunctional educational process that may be causing untold numbers of our new geniuses to be often unnecessarily “normalized” with institutionalized, and often mis-diagnosed drug addiction, is for our nation to dedicate itself to funding education in a way to reduce class sizes and to increase physical education and activity in all our students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But, there may be another even greater opportunity that can be found in implementing the aforementioned education format solutions. A recent study from the University of Miami School of Medicine, on teenagers with ADHD, found that an ancient Traditional Chinese Medical exercise therapy can profoundly improve the lives of teenagers with ADHD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Researchers reported the positive effects of Tai Chi on the adolescents with ADHD parallel the positive effects for adults including reduced mental and emotional stress (Jin, 1992) and improved mood (Jin, 1989). Although stress hormone levels were not assayed in this study, the adolescents were perceived by their teachers as being less anxious, emotional and hyperactive following Tai Chi. The adult literature has reported reduced stress hormones (cortisol) with Tai Chi (Jin, 1992).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Tai Chi research on adults has identified changes in cardiovascular, respiratory, electroencephalographic, and biochemical levels (e.g., lower cortisol stress hormone levels) (Brown, Mucci, Hetzler, &amp; Knowlton, 1989; Jin, 1989). Reduced sympathetic activity, or enhanced parasympathetic activity, has been considered a potential underlying mechanism (Hsu, Wang &amp; Kappagoda, 1985). This mechanism might also account for the marked behavioral changes observed in the adolescents in this study, their research report concluded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    If these profound benefits are realized, why only have students with ADHD practicing Tai Chi daily at school? Why not, include all students, teachers and administrators of all public schools? To have calmer, clearer thinking teachers and administrators, as well as students would have a spider webbing benefit that could improve the educational experience on many levels, for all students, and not just those with ADHD. Creative solutions to complex problems are inhibited by stress in any workplace, including in our increasingly complex schools. Our students, their families, and in time, our nation is benefited by calm clear thinking educators, or conversely diminished by stressed out less creative educators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A recent study by David Beversdorf, an assistant professor in Ohio State's department of neurology, and Jessa Alexander, a research assistant in the department, revealed a correlation between medical students' stress levels and their performance on various types of tests. According to Jennifer Graham, a postdoctoral fellow at OSU's Institute of Behavioral Medicine Research,"When individuals are faced with a challenging task, they are less likely to perform well in complex situations." The complexity of educating children effectively to deal with an increasingly complex world is the epitome of complex challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Tai Chi is an elegant exercise or therapy that offers multi-dimensional benefits including, according to emerging medical research, lowering of high blood pressure; reducing incidence of anxiety, depression, and overall mood disturbance; dramatic boosting of resistance to viral infection thru increasing certain T-Cell counts; improving respiration; balance; strength; providing cardiovascular benefit; burning calories; and teaching the body how to move in ways that promote bone and muscle development while reducing strain on the body. In fact, Tai Chi has been found to be gentle enough to be safely practiced even by people with arthritis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In a school’s busy curriculum, to bring together all the various therapies and exercises to students to provide all these physical and emotional benefits, may take up half their day. However, an hour of practicing Tai Chi in a physical education class every day at school could not only provide the above benefits to students that could last a lifetime, but also may provide many more than can be listed in an article. The international health education effort, known as World Tai Chi &amp; Qigong Day, provides a comprehensive “searchable by malady” listing of medical research on Tai Chi and Qigong (Pronounced, chee gong, sets of Traditional Chinese Medical exercise therapies, of which Tai Chi is one of several thousand), at its website, www.worldtaichiday.org. There is a growing awareness with emerging research that there is no other known exercise that provides the multi-dimensional benefits of Tai Chi all in one simple and absolutely safe exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    With a twelve year education, there is no reason why students do not graduate from high school as Tai Chi masters. If they did, what could that mean to society? Heart disease, a leading cause of death in America, with massive financial costs could be dramatically reduced according to emerging research if our children were massively trained in the preventive therapy known as Tai Chi. The rapidly growing demand for anti-depressants could be profoundly reduced by adults who’d spent 12 years of public education becoming Tai Chi masters, thru one hour per day of training in Phys Ed class. Today the 6th leading cause of death in senior citizens is due to complications often from simple falling injuries due to diminished balance. Costing Americans over $10 billion annually. An Emory University study finding that Tai Chi could cut the risk of those falls in half, portends massive monetary savings by all Americans in future years, IF students are educated now in Tai Chi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The potential savings in an economy that spends over $1 trillion annually on healthcare, and will only increase as population increases, is staggering to contemplate. These savings dwarf the relatively minimal amounts it would require to fund our education systems to reduce class sizes, provide physical education daily to all students, and teach all students Tai Chi for 12 years. The minimal costs of Tai Chi are noted in a recent report in the June 5, 2006 International Herald Tribune, “[Tai Chi] is an art that needs no special place, fancy equipment or expensive outlay, and its regular practice can build up grace, beauty and strength in a remarkable way, whatever age one may be.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This ancient elegant, simple, and inexpensive solution to a myriad of challenges facing our education system and society at large, perhaps could be a model for other challenges facing society, locally, nationally, and internationally. As the earlier referenced researcher mentioned, we handle complex challenges better when less stressed. If the ancient mind/body technologies developed over hundreds of years by Traditional Chinese Medical researchers, that have now spread to virtually every nation on the globe, were implimented in the way emerging medical research indicates they should be by government, business and healthcare worldwide . . . we could literally see a new world within a generation. A calmer, clearer, and healthier world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Tai Chi Chih (a unique health regimine evolved from Tai Chi) has been used in major prison systems like Folsom Maximum Security Prison in California. Initial reports (from imate organizers of the program) indicate that “incident rates” have gone down in Folsom since the program was implimented. Research also shows that such ancient Chinese health therapies can help in drug rehabilitation programs. When the cost of law enforcement, court costs, rehabilitation, and prison costs are added up, any opportunity to train young people in public education with life tools that may help them avoid even the need for such costly institutions, must be fully explored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The future is ripe and inviting, if we can breathe, relax, and open to our creative potential enabling us to embrace the hope dangling in front of us like a ripe apple. And by cultivating and celebrating the emerging generation of potential geniuses in our schools, rather than drugging them into “normalcy,” may open the gates of hope far beyond what we can even envision at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        The world we see is the one created with our thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Marcus Aurelius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        (Philosopher Emperor of Rome, champion of the poor, defender of Christians, and responsible for ending the barbaric gladiator games of Rome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    AUTHOR BIO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Bill Douglas is the author of the ebook, How to be a Successful Tai Chi Teacher (Namasta University Publishing). He is also the Founder of World Tai Chi &amp; Qigong Day, and is a best selling Tai Chi author, whose internationally popular book, The Complete Idiot's Guide to T'ai Chi &amp; Qigong (Penguin Putnam) is now in 3rd edition. Bill is the presenter in the DVD, Anthology of T'ai Chi &amp; Qigong: The Prescription for the Future, and has been a Tai Chi source for The Wall Street Journal, The New York Times, USA Weekend, Parade Magazine, Reader's Digest, Hong Kong's South China Morning Post, Russia's Omsk Weekly News, and over 100 media worldwide. You can contact Bill, find his ebook on teaching, or learn more about World Tai Chi &amp; Qigong Day at: www.worldtaichiday.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    SOURCES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The Official Journal of the American Academy of Pediatrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    http://pediatrics.aappublications.org/cgi/content/full/101/3/S1/549&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    American Journal of Public Health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    http://bvs.insp.mx/articulos/5/1/042001.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ADHD News [article from the New York Times]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    http://www.adhdnews.com/testforum/test9105.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldtaichi.org/WTCQDHlthBenft.html"&gt;WTCQD/ADHD Study&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article came from the WTCCQday website that I frequent from time to time.  My son may have ADHD so I may be testing those out as well.  As always, I will report any progress here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24693668-115903035628083439?l=xoanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Let me continue where I left off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my last post said, it would be many years after my grandmother had bought that book from China that I would actually find a teacher.  I found him at the Tennessee Rennaisance Fair in Triune, Tennessee in the year 1993.   They had picked out a spot to practice in between the various shopping spots there.  After observing the form and talking to him, I learned that he taught Taijiquan in Nashville(which was my hometown at that time) on Sunday afternoons at Centennial Park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a year later, I came to demonstrate with him at Ren Fair.  I am the one in the hat.  My teacher is in the "Green Man" costume that he designed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/182/2565/1600/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/182/2565/320/img001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first things he taught me and the other students is the history of Taijiquan.  My mother had always taught me the importance of learning and understanding history, and I enjoyed history so I listened with great interest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 1643 in China, the Manchurians from the North invaded the rest of China and took over the country thus creating the Ching Dynasty.  One of the first things they did was to burn down all the Shaolin temples, destroy the manuals and of course, forbid the practice of Kung Fu.  So, in order to keep the martial arts alive, the changed things, they made Taijiquan, and made the movements slow and even so that if the Ching agents looked, it would appear as if it were yoga.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, of course, he also taught about the Chen family, the Yang and the Wu families as well.  Most of those stories are fairly well documented on the web and in books.  As far as books go, the class curriculum was basically this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/182/2565/1600/399_oc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/182/2565/320/399_oc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would read this book almost every day and practice at home everyday the basic combination forms. for well over a year. Every Sunday afternoon, I would return to Centennial park for another lesson, under the backdrop of the Parthenon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/182/2565/1600/300px-Parthenonnashville1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/182/2565/320/300px-Parthenonnashville1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every once in awhile, I return to Centennial and I will practice there.  It reminds me of the beginnings and roots.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a year and a half later, I finally learned the form that was depicted in the book I mentioned in the first posting from my teacher.  At that point I earned a dragon&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/182/2565/1600/img002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/182/2565/320/img002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which we sort of adopted as our class symbol(mainly because our teacher was wearing it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some of the photos, I was demonstration the aforementioned form, the Beijing 24 movement form, which is based on the Yang short form.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/182/2565/1600/img004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/182/2565/320/img004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24693668-115804842336767897?l=xoanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Unfortunately, I still have a little shyness and fear to overcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, I saw much violence in my own home. I would wake up during the night and see it happening and I knew that there was nothing I could do to stop it. Sometimes it would happen to me as well. During this time, I felt completely powerless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a chronic asthmatic and almost every excercise I did or every game I played, virtually every movement I made, triggered an attack. I spent most of my time fighting for every breath. As a result of this, I was shunned by most of the other kids as well as being teased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of these difficulties, I had a strong desire to be stronger, healthier and more in control of my body and so I was drawn to the martial arts. I was fascinated by the thought that a series of movements could be used to protect myself and others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/182/2565/1600/b80883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/182/2565/320/b80883.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be strong and in control of myself, so My grandmother, who was a music teacher at a local college was going to take a trip to China, so I asked her if she could bring me back a book about Karate. When she came back, she brought me a small book called &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Simplified Taijiquan: Chinese Sports Series 1&lt;/span&gt;. The book she found was smaller than the one pictured and the man is younger here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that the book was magic at that age. A book about a series of circular movements so fluid and musical, I knew that it was for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would many years, before I would find a teacher who could take me to that level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24693668-114324954339003189?l=xoanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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