Friday, May 9, 2014
I attended a Women's Self Defense class this week. We learned how to block a grabbing hand, how to break free, how to inflict pain. There were 28 women in the class, friends in a martial arts program, taekwondo. This was serious business. Our instructor works with police and prison guards. He reviews police reports of attacks on women. Of rapes. Of murders. Of women just like us who are struck at random in a dark parking lot. We came to the class unsure. We paired up and grappled. We found the jugular vein. We learned how to choke. We agreed to meet again to practice and learn more skills. We felt lucky to have been there. We left as warriors.