The Best Fencing Class Ever

I just realized I don't really need to hide who I am. This website is my achievement and I'm not afraid to show it off. So I'll tell you, my readers, about the best Saturday in my life.

First, we did three suicides after our simple warm-up. In fencing, there is a strip with lines. There are two on-guard lines and two warning lines. We run to the first warning line, run back, run to the on-guard line, run back, run to the other on-guard line, run back, run to the other warning line, run back, and run to the other end of the strip and run back.

We usually do it six times, but we only did it three that Saturday.

Then, we did a hurdles course where one of our classmates showed off his skills by bouncing off the bouncy thing AND over the hurdle. We had to use both our legs on the bouncy thing.

After that, we got dressed in our whites and lamè, and did a team battle!

First, I fenced a big kid, and lost with 0 points. Then, a big kid GIRL that was awesome and encouraged me, was... (correct me if I'm wrong) ambidextrous, and she was fencing lefty today. Then, the boy she called a brat didn't even try to win when he fenced the biggest guy in the class.

After the girl fenced, it was my turn.

I fenced another one of the big kids, but I got two touches. Amazing for me.

Finally, I fenced the biggest guy in the class... and lost. But I didn't care, as I was having a buttload of fun.

After that team battle, we made another team of me and two really experienced kids. I was afraid I'd disappoint them, and I did for my first bout against the girl that previously encouraged me. I could tell that the boys were upset, so I tried my hardest on my second bout against this boy who was a pro at literally everything. I hadn't fenced him in a while, but I watched him fence. He was a reckless attacker, so I simply went on the defense: pulling, parrying, and counterattacking.

Then, the two big kids fenced their bouts. When they finished, I fenced my final person: the beast. Not in a mean way. I mean literally no one can beat him fencing. I'm not going to say his name, though. He is a year older than me, and has four more years of experience than me.

Somehow, I beat him by going on the attack.

Then, after getting undressed (not our clothes), we did some stretches. And I showed off my flexibility. The girl I mentioned used to be a gymnast, and showed me her skills. Then, I observed one of my friends that learn martial arts and learned how to do a tornado kick.

So, yeah, that was the best day of my life.