中2 望月君 英語弁論 県で頂点へ
Way of the Cane
Look closely at me. Do you see a small, thin, geeky boy? Let me warn you. I am actually a radically powerful and dangerous boy. Don’t attack me unless you enjoy defeat and humiliation. My name is Sota, and I am a master of the ancient Japanese martial art called jodo.
No, I didn’t say judo. I’m not big enough for that. And I didn’t say karate or aikido or kendo. Those are the “popular” martial arts, the “vanilla ice cream” of martial arts. Jodo is the raspberry-marshmallow-rainbow-swirl-surprise ice cream of martial arts. In jodo, two players fight using swords and wooden canes. Do you know the light sabers in Star Wars? It’s just like that! And I am a jodo warrior.
I began to learn jodo when I was seven years old. My teacher was a really old man, almost 50. Maybe I wasn’t his brightest student. He always said, “Faster, Sota, faster! Watch your feet! Be careful with your grip! I said watch your feet! Now hold the cane higher! Now lower!” You understand why I was confused. But I kept practicing. He taught me strictly but kindly. “Yes, Sota, yes! That’s very good, very good, very nice, very nice, excellent, excellent – no no no, what are you doing?”
One day I was riding my bicycle to jodo practice, and a police officer stopped me. He said, “What are you carrying? That cane is sticking out, and it’s not safe.” I said, “Oh, that’s a jodo cane. I’m a jodo warrior.” He said, “Oh, you’re a warrior? You’re cute, aren’t you?” He was toying with me. But he asked me about jodo, and I told him. Later, that police officer joined our school. I recruited him!
When I was a fifth grade student in elementary school, our principal heard that I studied jodo. He also asked me about it, and I introduced him to my jodo school. The next week, he visited the school, and later he joined too. So at my school I was senior to a police officer and to my own school’s principal.
That year, because I was so powerful, I was chosen to participate in the national jodo championship. It was held in my hometown of Nobeoka. I was excited! Jodo warriors from all over Japan came to compete in our local gymnasium. I was worried. “That gymnasium is pretty small. How will thousands of jodo warriors fit inside?” They fit inside because only 48 people came. I participated in the youth competition. I came in second place. Second out of two.
That day, I realized that I am very good at a sport that almost nobody plays.
That’s why I’m here today. I want to invite you – all of you – to come and experience jodo, the raspberry-marshmallow-rainbow-swirl-surprise ice cream of martial arts. Perhaps you, too, can become a master of jodo, the “way of the cane”.