Flash Fiction: Sensei

“I am ready to learn, Sensei.”

“You have unattainable aspirations, for a blind nine-year-old.”

The master swiped with his bamboo shinai. The boy disarmed and tripped him expertly.

“I know the basics, Sensei.”

“So I see,” he answered, awed on the floor.

 

 

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