It was 15 or 20 years ago. I am a 13-year-old boy, I went to the karate section with friends from school and courtyard. The city is small, and the time was like this. In general, small athletes were engaged in a regular basement FOKE. It has been, or is still, in every city.

Every day, breaking my head, I ran from school to that basement. After a year of hard training. We decided to make demonstrations before regional competitions.

The head of the city was invited as a spectator. She was a woman and she was the mayor.

It was placed more conveniently, and we began to show what we learned. Accommodations, all as required.

After all the performances, she stood up from her seat and said, "The bandits here are being prepared for us, close immediately! ! to !” The section was closed. This is a story about unfulfilled dreams, but I liked it so much.