I
was watching my “43rd” rerun of “The Karate Kid.” (I’m sorry, it’s
one of my favorite movies.)
There’s a particular scene in it in which
“Daniel-son” has just finished being, (as he supposes) used and abused by Mr.
Miagi. You know, the “Wax on, Wax off, Paint the House” footage. The old man
walks past the house, and mumbles, “You missed a spot.” Of course, that
inspires Daniel’s ire like never before. He lets out a few choice words, and
threatens to quit “the project.”
Well, Daniel’s mentor decides “to let the
cat out of the bag,” and tells the boy to demonstrate the various movements he
has used in his labors. He complies, with a “what’s this about” look in his
eyes. Then, without warning, Mr. Miagi begins to thrust his arms, and kick his
feet. And without fail, and as a direct result of his training, Daniel
blocks every assault.
Suddenly, Insight dawns in the
youngster’s eyes. His labors have not been for naught.
Later, in a poignant, (there’s that word
again) scene, the teenage understudy discovers his master’s Congressional Medal
of Honor; hidden away in an old wooden box. Daniel bows.
I have had the rare opportunity to mentor
those I refer to as “People of Excellence.” I have had the distinct privilege
of seeing Light dawn in their eyes.
Mr. Miagi had been awarded the most
prestigious medal the military can present to a soldier. I neither need, nor
expect any medals. My students are my messengers and reward.
I have never read a more poignant and fitting statement than one I once came across.
"My students are living messages to a time that I will never see."
By William McDonald, PhD. Excerpt from "Unconventional Devotions" Copyright 2005
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