J. & A. are the two male orderlies on staff every day. A. is a large, two-hundred and fifty pound white man who’s happiest when football is on the little television in the ‘lounge’.
J. is a much more interesting person. He’s a fit, middle-aged black man with soft eyes and a constantly beaming smile. He takes an interest in your progress.
One day, when he perceives that you are ready, he takes you aside.
He starts talking to you about martial arts, life force, and energy. He says that he is a martial arts instructor.
OK; you’re listening, but you’re not really that interested at first. Then he pulls out a picture of himself, fully dressed in a gi, under a beautiful waterfall. “Those are my gardens,” he explains.
Now you’re paying a bit more attention. He’s talking about energy that we all have inside of us. (Yes, just like ‘The Force’ in Star Wars.)
He tells you to stand straight up, approximately 6 inches away from the wall, with your back to it.
“I rarely show this to anyone.”
He centers himself, does something with his hands, then extends two fingers a few inches from – but definitely not touching – your chest.
You feel a magnetic push and you are slowly sent backwards against the wall.
At first you’re not sure if J. ‘pushed’ you using The Force, if it was a trick, or if you just fell backwards?
Expecting your doubt, he resets and does it again.
You remain bewildered, but it’s not a trick. He lets you feel the heat coming from his hands.
Then he asks you to stand back.
He coils his body, pauses, then “WHAP!”- the wall thunders from his powerful two-finger strike.
J. doesn’t go too deep into explaining how he did that, but the implication is that you can too. (With training, of course.)
“In two years, I’ll see you at my gardens,” he says.
That doesn’t exactly come true; two years from now, you’re first beginning to get better. You have a long road ahead of you.
Maybe he was just giving you something to look forward to.
About four or five years go by, and one day, you try to look him up. No information is readily available.
You may never see him again. Or, maybe one day, you’ll search for him until you get an answer one way or the other.
Either way, you’ll never forget him.