Aikido Practitioners on a Trip: Aikido Stayed Home (for Now)
What do young aikidokas do on a trip? If you think it’s aikido, you’re wrong 🙂
At least this time. Aikido was on the agenda, but in the end it was so hot that we didn’t get around to it at all. Instead, we wrote poems at a picnic. Here are two examples (in czech):
viděl jsem stromy
a byli z toho hromy
a pak jsem viděl slunce
co zářilo v buňce
a byli tam bundy
co nosili vandy
jedli sušenky
a k tomu rybenky
byly tam keře
co měli dveře
Na východě vychází slunce.
V peněžence mám tři unce.
V ruce mé je obyč tužka,
Hele tamhle kvete hruška.
Na zádech mám velký batoh.
Počkat kde jsem nechal knihu?
A nemám na tváři pihu?
English translation:
I saw trees
and there was thunder
and then I saw the sun
shining in a cell
and there were jackets
worn by vandals
they ate cookies
and fish crackers too
there were bushes
with doors
The sun rises in the east.
I have three ounces in my wallet.
In my hand is an ordinary pencil,
Look, over there a pear tree is blooming.
I have a big backpack on my back.
Wait, where did I leave my book?
And don’t I have a freckle on my face?
Even without aikido, it was a great day—we walked ten kilometers, played games, chatted, and were so hungry that we ended up having two picnics.
