Climbing a steep mountain a boy was determined to reach his dream school. Gripping tenuously on the rock face a slippe of his hand left him dangling, fearing for his life. He reached the top, tiredly looking up he saw the school, pulling himself towards the building he knocked upon the door and waited.
Nervously looking up at sensei he bowed not knowing what to do. Sensei pointing away the boy had a sad look upon his face. The door slammed and the boy was left wondering what now. He sat and meditated over night and when he opened his eyes waiting there was sensei, his hand was pointing away again.
Standing up turning away nearly giving up he took a breath and had a determined look in his eyes. He clenched his fist, turned to the door and kicked it open. Confidently looking into senseis eyes he showed him a few karate moves. Sensei had a angry look upon his face and moving his hand he pointed to a sign.
“Please use side entrance” with an embarrassed look on his face. He realized why he was pointing to the side.