On this glorious day, I would like to share with you something of an intimate nature. My mother was born in Matanzas Cuba and successfully escaped to America. I feel as hard as that may have been for her, the really hard part was that she was without her parents for a whole year before they reunited. I really can’t imagine how difficult that must have been for her. Despite everything she went through, there is no other person more full of life and love than my mother. Undoubtedly, she is equally strong as she is compassionate. It must have taken incredible resolve to get through it all. She teaches Karate for a living, I know, right? Recently, I stumbled across a wonderful BBC documentary following the journey of the Havana City Boxing Club’s national team. It is really amazing to see how skilled these children are at their craft. The kids are aiming at an Olympic medal, which could literally change their whole world. I watched this documentary partly as a metaphor for my mom overcoming adversity and partly because I love Boxing.
Watch this documentary!
This kid is a baller, no doubt.