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Lecherro's avatar

I totally get where you're coming from Sir. I started my MA journey later in life. I was twenty six and had been married for about four years or so. My wife was teaching dance and twirling and tap and gymnastics and....... And you get the idea. I had always watched the martial arts from afar. I was never ever interested in calling somebody "Master" or bowling all the damn time. I'll be brutally honest, at 56, my knees can't take sitting in seiza for more than about negative ten seconds. Even the simple thought hurts so bad at the moment that I'm pretty sure if be known as the "Standing Samurai" in one of my past dojos. But is convinced to start at that ripe old age because they needed students to start the class. The owner said I wouldn't need to pay class fees because my wife was teaching there. I very shortly started paying for my classes to, of if a sheer sense of respect, after about three months. If gotten so very much out of it by this point that I just couldn't fathom NOT paying for class. Is also let go of my silly notions of why I didn't want to bow or call somebody Master this or whatever title.

I trained originally in an older style of Tae Kwon Do. I'd start the conversation with people about training and I'd hear all these really beautiful foreign words that, to me at least, never really meant anything, as in my dojang we didn't use Korean or Japanese to describe our Kata or techniques. The kids couldn't say or remember them long enough to tell their parents what technique they'd worked on. At one point I remember a parent coming up to me after class, complaining that if taught her child a terrible term. She heard her daughter running around saying that this and that object around the house,, pardon the French, was "Shit-hole!" The mom was about to go to the studio owner and have me fired and kicked out of the class. I'm the owners office she told me "I've seen you teach and your so good with the kids, I cannot believe you'd teach her words like that!" I wouldn't! I asked the young lady when she heard me say those things. She told me that in the circle after class, this is where we all sit in a big circle and say something about what we learned that day, I had mentioned something about Japanese church. They thought everything had a soul, even the room we practiced in, that's why we bow when we came in the class door. It was a "Shit-hole tradition." I told her no... I said "Shinto" it was a type of religion. I explained to her that if teach her more about it if it was ok with Mommy. What we say and what kids hear.

Ask that aside, I know that feeling your describing, moving from class to class. As my work duties changed, so did my job and hours. I had to stop attending class for a good while. The class unfortunately dwindled down as they do and after several years, the dance studio finally closed. The class moved to a different area. I found myself with the opportunity to learn another style that I had been very curious about. Judo!

I started attending a class here in Dallas. The class was instructed by some higher belts Godan and Roku Dan, and was helmed by a fantastic man, Vince Tamura. He's since passed, but my very first visit to the school, he took me aside himself and instructed me free of charge for about an hour. It was an unimaginable treat. As I started attending class regularly I warmed up to another fresh face in the class and we became workout partners. We both had prior instruction, mine being TKD and his being American Kempo. We talked a lot about the techniques we learned and how they related to what e already knew. He taught me something very important and this lesson stuck with me ever since. Just as you mentioned, the knowledge isn't contained inside the belt that we wear. Or the uniform we wear. It's in our hearts. In our minds.

I've studied other arts as time has gone by and each time I've started at the lowest position in line. I love it. It grounds me. Regardless of how many certs I obtain, the knowledge will never leave me and will always be mine. Belt or no belt.

Dan Archer

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I've always enjoyed your writing, but first time to comment on it. I totally understand where you are coming from, but...

"to be recognized as a 1st dan in Iaido in the International Kendo Federation has nothing whatsoever to do with being recognized as a 1st dan in the All Japan Iaido Federation. "

I don't want to go into discussing differences and similarities, but I will note, if a person were a 5th dan in one, to start as a total beginner in another is a bit much.

An analogy. I teach at a small Japanese university and, given the shrinking of the school age population, we now have paths for what in the US are called 'non-traditional students'. However, being in Japan, this path still has these people, sometimes 30 or 40 years old, start with all the freshmen and they are required to go through all of the same classes that the bright eyed and bushy-tailed 18 and 19 year olds have to go thru. Little wonder we only have one or two of these students every 3 or 4 years.

We once had a student who did 2 years at a US university and, because of a number of reasons, had to come back to Japan. Another student who did two years at a branch of a university located in Hawai'i. For those two as well, there was almost a gleeful delight at saying that they had to take freshman speaking, writing, listening and reading. I was able to subvert that a little when those students were in my classes, letting them take responsibilities, but the lack of the larger system to recognize the difference is a problem, especially when universities are entering a period where we don't have tons of people clamoring to get in.

When I started judo, my dad, who was 35 years old and had gotten his 1st dan in Kodenko judo when he was growing up in Hawai'i, joined as well. I was only 7 or 8, so I really don't remember how it all transpired, but my father was recognized as a yudansha and at some point, was given a dan rank from the USJA.

It seems to me that as soon as we have an all encompassing 'system', we start to run into problems and I agree that some people are fixated on rank to an unhealthy degree. But it also goes the other way. When I was in Korea as an exchange professor, I was looking for a place to do martial arts and found a small jiu-jitsu dojo that catered to university students. I would have liked to have found a hapkido or kumdo and didn't know the ins and outs of jiu-jitsu etiquette, When I was just getting started, I had gotten to the dojo early and one of the Korean students asked me if I wanted to roll (or maybe I asked him, not really sure). My Korean was minimal, so there wasn't a lot of explanation, and we started. The guy who ran the dojo came up and started yelling at both of us because in jiu-jitsu (or in this dojo, I'm still not sure) you are only supposed to roll with the same rank. But given that rank was pieces of tape on the belt rather than a colored belt system, it wasn't very obvious. I kept going, but it cast a pall over the year. The teacher could have handled it better, maybe stopping and saying well, you didn't know, but you can only roll with people who are the same rank. However, if I knew that, I would have tried another place as I didn't want to just participate in drills, I wanted to get stretched a bit. I understand why, jiu-jitsu done poorly has a greater potential to wreck someone, but it's a bit much to assume that everyone knows that before going in.

Anyway, a small note of disagreement, but I love your writing and look forward to more!

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