We were the younger kids in the neighborhood, and since the street sloped downhill, the ball always rolled to the bottom. Who went after it? Of course — the youngest or the weakest. When we played matches, we were the ones standing in goal. The older boys teased us, and if we talked back, it usually ended with us running away. At least I was good at that.

I was tall and skinny, good at ball games — I played tennis and table tennis competitively — but I didn’t know how to fight. I didn’t have the build for it, so I preferred to stay out of trouble.

Then, in seventh grade, a judo class started at school. It was led by Miki Vági, and I immediately fell in love with the sport. I trained diligently, learning throws, sweeps, and groundwork — and day by day, I grew stronger.
 

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Not even half a year had passed when one of the tough guys from the street picked on me again. But this time, I didn’t run. I talked back. That was all it took — he came at me. By reflex, I used a hip throw — bam! — he hit the ground, and moments later, he had to tap out. I thought there’d be payback, but there wasn’t. He never bothered me again.
 

That’s when I realized: the essence of martial arts isn’t aggression, but mastering it.
True strength lies in knowing you could cause harm — but choosing not to.

What Does Martial Arts Give a Child?

Confidence and composure. A child who knows what they’re capable of doesn’t seek conflict. They stand taller — at school, on the field, and in life.

Discipline and perseverance. Regular training teaches that results require effort. Failure isn’t the end, it’s feedback — a mindset that carries over into learning and life.

Respect. Greeting, bowing, following the rules become part of everyday life. A martial arts kid isn’t arrogant but humble — they know there’s always someone stronger.

Calmness and less aggression. The more someone trains, the less they want to fight. They know the damage they could cause, so they avoid trouble.

Community and friendship. The dojo is a second family: it doesn’t matter where you come from — only what you bring to the mat.

The dojo is more than a gym. It’s a place where children learn to treat their bodies, their opponents, and themselves with respect. Where weakness turns into strength, fear into composure, and competition into self-knowledge.

As a child, I finally felt I wasn’t afraid anymore. Today I know: judo didn’t just teach me to fight — it taught me to remain human.

To be continued soon… How karate came into my life, and what the journey taught me.

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