One day there was a 9 year old boy named Emile who was a red belted warrior who trained every week. He had a machine named red snake master and he cycled 2 miles every evening after school. At the moment he was on her red belt and was working towards a black belt. And she was aiming to do 543 flick-kicks before the clock strikes 12:00. Guess what, he did 964. I know right, amazing.
It was the day of the big belt giving and all the competitors were ready. First the black belts were given out and incredibly Emile’s name was called. He was so proud.