My story is about my grandfather or My Papou in Greek
My Papou had dreamt about being a professional fighter for years since he was a young boy, My Papou was a brown-haired boy who was very tanned he got into a lot of trouble at school for fighting and because of these fights he realised he could handle himself that is why he wanted to fight. My Papou had to walk himself about three miles to get to practice the trip to his fighting classes were dangerous he had to walk in the darkness rain and he had to walk side by side to the road, in the winter it got darker quicker and it was colder so he ran and when he arrived he he would be all sweaty and tired but he would still put in 110%
His parents didn’t believe that he can make a career out of fighting, My Papou had no clue if he wanted to do if he wanted to fight with his hands, feet or both. he went everyday after school, every time he would try something new, he went to all of them and wanted to do Judo before even trying Karate so the next day after school he got ready and went on his walk and when he arrived he tried Karate and he was a natural born talent at it but he was confused because no one in the family were fighters so he ran home to tell the good news but they didn’t really care he went on and on about it at dinner
Mama, bampas I want to do Karate, o proponitís mou léei im kaló
they didn’t pay attention of course he realised, the only person paying attention was his younger brother Andy. Andy wasn’t really into all that fighting stuff he only cared about meeting girls but he listened because he looked up to his older brother.
But times got tough just as his father started to realise he was a great fighter with both his hands and feet he got a call to go to work his duty called and he had to leave for the army this upset my Papou to the extent were he wouldn’t do his homework he would get home and run to training and he work harder than ever so that his father would believe that he could become professional by the time he came home.
My Papou’s coach told him if he was to keep up the work and effort he was putting in, he may get called up by the Britains under 15’s national team for Karate but bit by bit his concentration and levels in school were going down so when he had got home from school he came home to see his mother at the door with his Karate Uniform in one hand and she said Your not going until your levels go up My Papou was distraught she ran up the stairs and shouted tha to metanióseis, ímoun tóso kontá Before slaming his bedroom door, he started crying a river. My Papou was so angry he started punching holes in walls trying to calm down but realised he is just ruining his house so he went outside and started training on his pads He was out there for 3 hours just punching and kicking but at lead he knew he still wasn’t going to do his homework. A 3 months went by my Papou still wasn’t doing his homework and was still training everyday on his pads nothing could stop him from doing that and he hadn’t spoken to his mum since but then the house phone rang he took his pads of and went to pick up the phone Hello he said, And the reply was Oh thank god where have you been? he realised it was his coach and told him that his mother had stopped him from going due to his performance at school the coach said let me talk to her My Papou shouted,
mama kápoios eínai sto tiléfono gia sas.
She came down the stairs and took the phone and put it to her ear the phone said Hello miss Theophanous I am George’s coach I was calling to see if George was okay and to tell him that he is going to be te key fighter in the British Under 17’s Karate team
My Papou’s mother went silent and my papou ran up stairs grabbed his Karate Uniform and showed it to his mother and she said
Go
My Papou ran as fast as he could and trained for 6 hours and came gome at 12:30am even though he had school the next day
Three months later my Papou was making his professional debut for the Brtish Under 17’s Karate team while also being a blackbelt. My Papou faced a lot of great fighters but one by one took them down, in the final my Papou bowed down to start the fight and the opponent tried to cheat by kicking him in the face, my Papou luckily moved his head back and he missed my Papou was angry so when the fight began my Papou kicked him in the face and when down to take him down but the opponent kicked back at my Papou and he lost 3 teeth but never the less he carried on and won the fight.
My Papou fought all the way up to the age of 43 and never lossed a fight but decided to retire wining everything he possible could. My papou had for children, two boys and two girls. Now my papou is 75 and is living in Cyprus travelling all around the world teaching Karate and also being a part time jeweller.
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