What am I – a student? – a trainer? – even a “master”? I don’t know how other martial artists feel when they stand in front of a group of students. But I often question my actions and my position.
This is of course helped by the fact that I myself am constantly in the role of a student. When I travel to my sensei Olaf Bock, I often have the feeling of being a Kempo goof. When I train with my Silat master Niki, I am amazed at his patience with me. And when Alex has me in Silat training, I run out of breath so fast that I always make a firm resolution to add another shovel of endurance training.
