Ok so first thing that happens is on friday, i've been out running and am on my way home and i am passing by my old high school. i see a group of lads are out on the field playing rounders or something similarly baseball-esque. I was just thinking to myself how lame it is that they havent changed the colours of the Kit in 15 years (since i was a student there myself) when i noticed what looked like an altercation starting between two lads.
i watch with interest as the scene unfolds, one of them is clearly the aggressor,he is broad and quite tall and is flaring his arms out and puffing his chest out in a "come on then" gesture, the other is almost as tall but not as broad giving him a beanpole look in comparison, he is standing sideway on as if he would like to just walk away from the situation but is not sure how wise turning his back would be.
i cant hear what is going on as i am too far away but i see that skinny is glancing around for a way out or a friendly face when aggressor starts pushing him hard in the chest, by now i feel kinda sorry for skinny and i have picked up the pace so that i can run down the length of the field, take a left and run alongside the bredth of the field where i will be much closer and they can hear me if i have to shout. before i get there however the first win of my weekend happens.
aggressor goes to push skinny for a third time when out of the blue skinny does a level change at lightning speed dropping to a sweet double leg, lifted him high in the air and then landed him hard on the ground burying his shoulder deep into him as he went.
i stopped in my tracks. i have to confess, the first things that went through my head was "wow, what are they teaching kids at high school these days?" and then "why are our double legs so scrappy in comparison?" it was that awesome.
By now skinny has mounted his opponent and is sitting on top of him with one fist raised in the air as if to say" i will hit you if i have to". i start to jog again, only to find as i pass that skinny is one of my students, a 14 year old who has fought at a grapple and strike Wales league event.
i didnt let on that i was there, didnt want to embarrass the lad, but i jogged the rest of the way home with a smug smile on my face.
So on to our second piece of win, i go in to class on saturday morning at 10, looking forward to telling a few of the parents about the events of the previous day, only to be met with a parent who had turned up with her 6 year old son early to discuss an important matter before class starts.
this lad has been with me a while now, has a real bully problem, parents were getting sick of it, at their wits end, the school refuses to believe that it is going on even in the face of video evidence. his problem is with these three lads who regularly seek him out at play time to torment him, often holding him down to steal and hide his shoes, and then punch him, kick him and hit him with the bright yellow hollow plastic baseball bats that they give out to the kids to amuses themselves duing break.
well, his mum is stood there telling me he is in real trouble and that she got called down to the headmasters office! and that the headmaster was not happy with him one bit.
next thing she turns to him and says with mock gravity, well tell him what you did.
he turned to me and said "i beat up my bullies" with the biggest grin on his face. he then proceded to give me a proud blow by blow account of the fight, which ended on the more serious note of me explaining why in future tai otoshi is too dangerous to use on concrete steps.
and then with all seriousness his mother thanked me sincerely for getting her son in trouble with the headmaster.
what an awesome weekend.