Climbing up the top of a vertical rock face the boy was petrified as his hand had slipped and he was dangling from the rock face. Looking down he saw the ground, meters away so with courage, he kept climbing. As he reached the top he took a breath and saw his destination.
Reaching the door he was relieved but clueless cause he didnt no what the masters reaction was and if he was allowed to stay. He knocked and waited for the master to come out. When the master came out the boy had to look up because he was fairly tall, he didn’t know what to do. So he bowed to the sensei. The sensei pointed left.
The boy was sad and determined so he stayed outside of the door until the morning. All night he was meditating until the sensei broke the silence by slamming the door. At that point the boy was fed up and wanted to fight the sensei. Clenching his fist he kicked the door open and was ready have a battle with the sensei to show he was ready for the school.
The sensei pointed away for the second time. The boy looked where the sensei was pointing all that time he knocked. He was pointing to a sign which said please use the side entrance. Looking back at the master the boy felt embarrassed he smiled and pulled