Post by Jakob Alexander on Jul 15, 2012 23:51:03 GMT -5
The scene opens up to show a twelve year old Jakob living in Beijing, China. For those who don't know, Jakob is very into the martial arts and has trained extensively in each. Kung Fu just so happens to be one of the arts He's trained in. At this point in time, Jakob is with the man who trained him in the art to begin with. His master, Mr. Yueng. For the past wek or so, Mr. Yueng has made Jakob pick up his jacket, put it on, take it back off again, and hang it up on a rack. After it's been hung up, Jakob has to take it back off the rack and put it back on the ground and repeat. Growing tiresome of it, Jakob has had enough.
.:Jakob Alexander:.
You know what, Mr. Yueng, I already told you. I get it, be respectful to people. I get it. I've done this a thousand times over This is stupid, I'm done.
You know what, Mr. Yueng, I already told you. I get it, be respectful to people. I get it. I've done this a thousand times over This is stupid, I'm done.
Jakob picks his jacket off, slings it over his shoulder and walks off.
.:Jakob Alexander:.
You want to know why you only have one student? Because you don't know Kung Fu.
You want to know why you only have one student? Because you don't know Kung Fu.
Mr. Yueng stands up.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Shou Jakob, come here.
Shou Jakob, come here.
Reluctantly, Jakob turns and walks up to his master.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Put on the jacket.
Put on the jacket.
.:Jakob Alexander:.
Mr. Yueng, I already..
Mr. Yueng, I already..
A little more forcefully, Mr. Yueng orders Jakob to put his jacket on. Jakob moves to do so and He snatches it out of his hands and lays it on the ground.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Jacket on.
Jacket on.
Jakob makes the motions like He is putting his jacket on, as drilled into his head for weeks. However, Mr. Yueng grabs his right arm. He grabs his wrist with his right hand and places his left hand on the arm near Jakob's elbow. The hand He has a hold of Jakob's wrist with, He slams a palm into his closed fist.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Be Strong.
Be Strong.
Jakob continues to do the motions and Mr. Yueng grabs his let arm. Mr. Yueng grabs his wrist with his left hand and his right hand is placed by the elbow again.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Firm.
Firm.
Jakob looks on, confused.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Jacket off.
Jacket off.
Jakob does so and He grabs his right arm again, the same way as before.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Remember, Always strong. Jacket off.
Remember, Always strong. Jacket off.
He grabs Jakob's left arm again, except now, it's sideways with his elbow pointing away from himself and Mr. Yueng. His master has a grip on his left wrist with his right hand. He then puts his forearm to Jakob's forearm. He then snatches up his right arm with his left hand, each by the wrists.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Strong.
Strong.
Jakob looks at his arms, bewildered.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Left foot back, right foot back. Left foot back, right foot back.
Left foot back, right foot back. Left foot back, right foot back.
Jakob gets backed up and takes the steps asked of him in the process. He lets his arms go.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Pick up your jacket!
Pick up your jacket!
As if picking his jacket up off the ground, Jakob ducks to get it. At the same time, Mr. Yueng throws a kick that sails over his head because He ducked.
.:Jakob Alexander:.
Whoa, Mr....
Whoa, Mr....
His master points at his eyes and then to Jakob's.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Focus! Always concentrate. Stay.
Focus! Always concentrate. Stay.
Jakob stays put as Mr. Yueng goes and actually picks up the jacket and places it at his feet.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Pick up your jacket.
Pick up your jacket.
As ordered, Jakob steps forward and bends down to pick up his jacket. His master kicks his hands and grabs both of them, placing his right palm downwards with his left hand on top of it.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Strong. Hang it up.
Strong. Hang it up.
Keeping his hands together, Jakob moves as if to toss his jacket on the rack. His master stops him and points his fingertips at the ground.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Strong. Attitude!
Strong. Attitude!
As told, Jakob acts as if to fling his jacket onto the rack. He stops him with force and then tells him to strike his hands. He does so and Mr. Yueng makes him repeat. After a few tries, Mr. Yueng allows him to hit him in the chest with the palms of his hands.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Harder!
Harder!
Jakob begins to palm his master in the chest repeatedly as ordered. His master stops him after a bit.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Good. Jacket off!
Good. Jacket off!
Mr. Yueng begins to throw punches at Jakob who, in turn, blocks them with his left and right forearms respectively. His master throws the kick and Jakob ducks, like last time. He throws the kick like when Jakob was picking up the jacket and after Jakob blocks, He palms him in the chest. His master stumbles back and Jakob looks at his hands, amazed. They repeat it once more and at the end, his master grabs him by the shoulders.
.:Mr. Yueng:.
Kung Fu lives in everything we do, shou Jakob. It lives in how we put on a jacket, take off a jacket, and how we treat people. Everything is Kung Fu.
Kung Fu lives in everything we do, shou Jakob. It lives in how we put on a jacket, take off a jacket, and how we treat people. Everything is Kung Fu.
Jakob stares at his master for a moment before getting released as his master walks away. He picks up the jacket and does the steps as He walks up the steps and out of sight.
END.
(I hope you guys liked that.)