Confessions of A Working Girl

I joined the Tae Kwon Do club at my school. Tonight was the first time I went. I went not really knowing much about Tae Kwon Do, except that it is a martial art, and that the kid in charge is in one of my classes. I had to sort of laugh at myself.

The day that the clubs were recruiting people, I walked over to the Tae Kwon Do table, because it sounded interesting. The paper on the table said to call “Matthew”  for more information. So I asked the boy that was standing there, “Are you Matthew then?” he said yes, and I started to introduce myself. “I’m Wen…” His reply? “I know, you were in my class this morning.” I was like Ooooooooh. I felt so stupid. I quickly said something along the lines of “This year I’m all confused!” and then left.

I did go to the Tae Kwon Do meeting though. It was fun! We practiced three kicks and two punches. And we’ll be learning more. Matthew said that eventually, we may even have more than one meeting a week, depending on how many kids show up. Tonight there were only seven of us, but that was fine. I don’t remember anyone else’s names, of course, but I know what they look like!