The story of Ito, Soto and Sakukawa: or why Kihon is important
When I was younger and had my
own club that I taught at ,I used to have a dedicated “Kids” class, not a Tiny
Tigers class but an under 16 class that was very popular. I had a fair amount
of younger kids that wanted to goof off and do “Karate tricks” all the time and
did not understand why we did so much work on basics. I had read or been told a
story a long time before that about why Kihon waza was so darn important, but I
could not find it when I went looking. So, as a writer I figured I would just
make up the story. It was so popular that I ended up telling it at summer camp every year as a fun moment
with the kids classes.
I figured that it would be good
to post this one so that any future instructors who have a lot of kids in a
club could use it as well, and you fully have my permission to take it and use
it, use parts of it or what have you. The important thing about this story is
that you are very animated when doing it, the kids will LOVE it if you can do
it well!
The Story of
Sakukawa Kanga and why Kihon is so darn important!
One
day in the Kingdom of Ryukyu on the island that is now Okinawa a pirate from
Shanghai, who was shipwrecked, came upon a small village called Chatan. Chatan
was well known as a peaceful fishing village outside of the capital of Shuri in
what is now the capital Naha. The head man was Imura Peichin who was a great
friend of the teacher of the royal guard in Shuri, Takahara Peichin.
The
Pirate Chan had been known for his cruel nature and his penchant for
challenging others to duels or fights. He had studied martial arts from several
masters in China and had even studied for a time at the famous Shaolin Temple
under Master Po! His spirit and ferocity in battle was well known and he was a
man to be feared!
When
he happened upon the village the first thing he did was go to the local tavern
and order food and drink that he knew he could not pay for. He ate all the food
and drank till he was full and no longer thirsty. When the bar made came to
request payment he put his hand up and said, “I do not have money, but I will
challenge and beat any man in here and the rest can cover my expenses as a
payment for the entertainment”! No one took the bully up on his challenge so he
started pushing the others in the bar and bullied the owner. Finally he found
someone that would challenge him, a local fisherman that had enough of his
bullying.
Chan
took the man outside and a crowd formed around them. The fisherman was much
stronger than Chan but the fight was over quickly as Chan had years of training
in martial arts and the fisherman had none. When it was done and the man was
unconscious on the dirt street, Chan went about taking all his money and his
clothing and left the man in his underwear on the street. Chan repeated this
process at each of the businesses up and down the main street of town. He had
bested 12 men by the time the day ended.
The
town finally went to Imura Peichin and complained of the barbarian Pirate that
stole the men’s clothing and money. Imura Peichin sat and was told the stories
of how Chan would walk in and eat or try on clothing, get his hair cut or
whatever service the business was giving and then instead of paying he would
challenge anyone in the room to a fight for the payment. By the last business
his pockets were full of money and he had a large bundle of clothing with him.
Many men had to run home almost naked to their wives and family with no money
and having to explain the embarrassment they felt to the family. Imura needed to act, but he was an old man,
most of his day he was busy doing administration and paper work, he had not
protected the town in many years from any one. And it was Chatan.. a peaceful
village! He knew he needed help!
Imura Peichin wrote a quick note to
his good friend in Shuri to send help immediately. He wrote a letter to the
great Master Takahara Peichin, the master who taught the imperial guard and
body guards how to fight. He was wise and even at his advanced age he was known
to be fast and powerful, surely he could come and put Chan in the stockades and
see him off the island on the next ship to China! Imura Peichin sent the letter
off to Shuri with the fasted courier he could find!
The letter reached master Takahara
Peichin in his Dojo in Shuri. Tahakara was teaching his three pupils in the
court yard when the runner came in and bowed deeply, handed Takahara the letter
and then turned and left. After reading the letter Takahara called his three
students over to talk to them.
Takahara first read the letter to the
three, he read “Takahara Peichin, we are in need of your assistance with the
horrible Pirate Chan who has been plaguing our village. Chan will beat up the
locals with his martial arts skills and then take their clothing and money. We
need your help!”. Master Takahara put
the letter down and turned to his students and asked which of them he would
send to the village.
Of Master Takaharas students he had
Ito the nimble, Sato the grand and Sakukawa Kanga, who was not known as
anything but Sakuakawa Kanga. Ito was fast, explosive and had dynamic
techniques, he would strike the hanging bag and kick hanging makiwara that were
well above his head. Sato was large, powerful and could crush brick with his mighty
hands; he used the makiwara post daily and would wrestle with local Sumo to
challenge himself. And last was Sakukawa
Kanga, Sakukawa would practice all day basics and did not fight or wrestle.
Takahara
Sensei asked again who would go and Ito the nimble jumped up and bowed deeply,
“give me the honor O-Sensei” said Ito in a quick and nimble move. Takahara
bowed deeply to Ito as Ito spun and rushed out the gates to go to Chatan to
face Chan! Ito was full of confidence because he knew he was the fastest man on
the island and he had amazing form and techniques that shocked and entertained
everyone.
His techniques and jumping were well
known all over the island and many came to watch his public work outs because
of his flying movements and his ducking. His favorite Kata was Wanshu (empi)
and he would shoot in and the back, jump high and duck down low, his movements
were often so fast it was said that Ito the nimble would move faster than the
eye could see. He knew he could beat Chan and send him back to China.
As
he flew down the path to Chatan to face Chan he jumped up on tree stumps and
flipped in the air to land and sprint off, ducked under over grown tree foliage
and then sprung up on his hands to finish his vaulting over a puddle. His moves
were nimble and he was quick as the wind. He was very confident this would not
take long and he would be back for dinner. He spun in the air and landed at the
opening of the trail on the edge of Chatan. He could see the whole main street
with its small huts and then the larger huts as the town opened up to the sea
and business pocked the open ground, placed specifically like that so fishermen were tempted to stop
in and spend their pay on their way home.
Ito
the nimble pulled at his pants and knocked off some trail dust from his jacket,
finally adjusting his Obi as he took his first step into the township he was
there to save. Full of pride and ego he walked towards the huts that served as
the bar district, he could hear a commotion as he approached and knew it was
probably Chan making short work of some slow and unskilled fisherman! Ito
became excited thinking about the great battle he was about to win and add to
his legend in the annals of the Ryukyu Kingdome! He would be the greatest
warrior in all the land!
Ito
came upon a group in a circle and noted that they were totally oblivious to his
presence. He stuck his head in between two large drunk fishermen and what he
saw was amazing. A Chinese man was beating a large fisherman with a drinking
cup! The fisherman was lunging with a boning knife and missing every time as
the Chinese would pivot and move away from the larger lunging man then counter
by smashing the cup into his hand or head. The fight was a farce as the Chinese
was soundly beating the larger man.
Ito
took two steps back and launched himself off of a tall box he had half climbed
onto the backs of two of the observers and then flipped in the air, landing in
the circle and half crouching, he looked like a wild beast as he crouched with
looking at the ground for dramatic effect. He said “Chan! I am here to arrest
you in the name of the King of the Ryukyu Nation”. He paused for dramatic
effect and then looked up.
Chan
had dispatched the fisherman and was now standing with his hands on his hips
and a look of entertainment about him. He was scoffing at Ito and kicking some
of the dirt that made up the road they stood on. “oh, finally, some real fun….I
was afraid that the town had dried up of all those that could challenge me! And
whom are you sir”? Chan shuffled about a
little, not as if he was nervous, actually it was the opposite! He was excited
and a tad impatient to get on with the fight.
“I
am Ito, the nimble from Shuri Castle, here to arrest you and bring you to
justice for your crimes”. Ito said standing and now trying to mimic the cool
and calm nature that Chan was projecting, both men alive with anticipation on
the inside however. “I will arrest you and give back the money to these people,
and their dignity” he said looking at a few men who were now almost naked, and
then looking over to the pile of clothing that Chan had obviously collected.
“hmmm,
if you can best me then not only will I come with you to the castle to be
arrested and tried, I will give back the money freely as well as the clothing
and bow deep to these men with the utmost respect for Ryukyuians!, However, if
you cannot best me, I will take your money and your clothing and continue to
see the Ryukyu kingdom as the weak men of Asia!” Chan said with a glint in his
eye.
Both
men took up fighting postures. Ito with his high low guard and Chan with a
casual single hand extended and his other hand on his hip, Ito then flew at him
throwing punches and kicks in a blurring of lines. Each movement snapped out
and then a second was following right behind it, the movement shot up and down
and then the spinning and jumping began as Ito moved in a moment from fully
standing to on the ground sweeping the legs of Chan and then standing back up
and jumping. But each time he moved Chan
was countering and moving around Ito all at one level, he shifted and brought
his leg up to avoid being swept, then blocked kicks and punches with his
extended hand and never once was he struck.
Ito
tired and just as he felt the fatigue of his style of fighting taking affect,
Chan countered a beautiful jumping front kick by catching Ito and dropping him
firmly on his back. The air rushed out of Ito and he realized he had lost. Chan
had bested “Ito the nimble” by using angles and patience and not trying to
counter speed with speed, but rather having better distance and timing. Ito
could not breath or move, he simply felt Chan take his Obi, his money wallet
and his shoes off. Chan took his fine silk jacket and finally removed the last
of Ito’s clothing.
Ito was embarrassed and now had to go
back to master Takara and show that he could not beat Chan and he had let down
the school and his master. He now walked back to Shuri slowly with his head
down, crushed in body and spirit by the Chinese pirate Chan!
Master Takahara was told of the defeat
before Ito got back to Shuri, he was surprised and sad to hear that Ito had
lost such a battle against the Chinese pirate.
Master Takahara had never faced such an issue before. Normally his
students were fantastic magistrates and brought in whomever they were sent to
arrest. He paced back and forth in his private quarters for some time and then
sat and called for his students and some Tea.
Sato and Sakukawa came into his
sitting room and knelt before Takahara to await their master’s orders. Takahara
told the two of what had happened to Ito and how one of them must now take on
the task of arresting Chan for the good of the village and the Ryukyu kingdom!
While Sakukawa sat silently and
pondered the situation, Sato jumped up and puffed out his broad chest and said
“The choice is obvious, is it not?”, He flexed his large upper body with each
word he uttered “Ito was to tiny and had no strength, I am the strongest here
and I will go and destroy this Chan fool with my power and strength, I will
wrestle him to the ground and tie him up, he will be in Shuri Castles Jail come
morning!”. Takahara nodded and Sato’s large bulk bowed deeply and then spun and
out the door he went!
Sato “the Great” Lumbered down the
same Trail that Ito had jumped and skipped down the day before. His hulking
frame knocking over smaller foliage and brushing aside tree branches. He even
stopped to remove a tree that had fallen on the trail. His large hands clasping
the tree and then wrestling it back and forth he broke the trunk of the tree
and tossed the rest of the tree aside.
Sato moved as quickly as his large
frame allowed him and small animals shot out from under brush and then ran away
in fear of the large man’s heavy footed advancement down the trail. He day dreamed of getting Chan in a bear hug
and squeezing, listening for the sharp snapping of ribs, the cry of pain and
the gushing of air as it exited the Chinese man’s lungs. Then when the Chinese
pirate was unconscious he would tie him up and bring him to the castle. He
would prove that strength and power was more impressive than a little speed.
What a fool Ito was to think his tiny frame would be able to work on the
Chinese pirate. Sato would crush him.
Sato came to the same clearing
entrance to the town that Ito had been down the day before, but Sato took a lot
longer to get down that path. It was morning now and the sun was coming out
from behind some clouds, the fishing village was coming to life. Small children
helping their mothers getting the ready for the men to leave for a day of
fishing, the men stirring and starting to prepare for a hard day on the ocean.
Satos large frame stopped many of them in their path.
Sato crossed the large open area,
moving smoothly but not quickly. He found a small village restaurant and sat
down, ordered tea and breakfast for two, his appetite often was MUCH more than
the locals would normally have. While eating his breakfast he noted that a
small Inn looked abandoned, it was unusual for these Inns not to be full and
bustling this time of year. After paying his bill and drinking the last of his
tea he stood up and walked over to the Inn. The front door was wide open and
the owners were busy serving the soul guest, a Chinese with his back to the
door. The food that sat on the table was expensive and the Chinese seemed to
pick at it as if he was board! Reading a book and ignoring the scared Inn owner
“Chan the pirate” was the only one in the room.
“CHAN the Pirate, I am Sato the Great
and I have come to arrest you and take you to Suri Castle” Sato said hulking up
his body and spreading his shoulders out to illustrate his mass. “Come with me
if you know what is good for you…but I would much rather teach you a lesson
before you come”! Sato said to emphasize that he wanted to fight the Chinese
pirate. “I will beat you, I will crush
you and then you will give back the money you have stolen and that pile of
cloths will go back as well” pointing to the clothing pile that was in the
corner of the room.
Chan, without turning, said “hmmm, if
you can best me then not only will I come with you to the castle to be arrested
and tried, I will give back the money freely as well as the clothing and bow
deep to these men with the utmost respect for Ryukyuians!, However, if you cannot
best me, I will take your money and your clothing and continue to see the
Ryukyu kingdom as the weak men of Asia!”. He then got up and turned to look at
the Hulking frame of Sato, and a glint appeared in his eye.
Sato pivoted, hitting both sides of the
door with his massive shoulders, and marched out into the street. Chan followed
with a bit of a skipping step. A crowd had formed because the Inn owner had run
out and caught many of the men leaving to fish for the day, and they formed a
circle around the two men. Sato took off his top and showed his massive frame,
with his powerful muscles flexing in the sunlight. Chan kicked up some dirt and
threw back his jacket to form a deep fighting stance. Both men circled each other for a few
minutes, then Sato lunged in trying to grip the Chinese pirate, who for the
most part would zip just outside of Satos grip and throw snappy kicks at Satos
elbows or legs.
After a short while Sato was getting
tired and sweat was pouring down his back and face. The large man could not
grab ahold of the allusive Chinese and his energy was starting to wane. His
body was slick with sweat and he began to gasp and gulp air. Every time he
lunged in the Chinese would slip out of reach and kick him in the elbow or knee
and these little strikes hurt and caused him to wince.
After 20 minutes Sato was exhausted,
all his extra bulk and strength was nothing compared to Chans ability to keep
him at a distance and his speed. Finally in one last attempt to get his hands
on Chan, Sato dug down deep and lunged out with all his strength and flailed
his arms in a scissor motion to try and grab ahold of the smaller man, he
caught air and the felt the ground rush up and meet him. He was spent, his
energy was gone and he could not even roll over to face his opponent.
The Chinese pirate laughed and went
about taking Satos rich silk clothing and his money purse. Sato was embarrassed
and exhausted. His body ached and his head swam with disappointment and
embarrassment. He would make the long walk back to Shuri later that day and he
would have to face his master. But for now he simply laid on the ground
defeated.
Back in Shuri Master Takahara received
word that Sato had been defeated by Chan and was on his way home, with no money
or clothing. He was very upset and began to prepare to face the Chinese outlaw
himself. He walked out into the court yard and saw young Sakukawa practicing
Kata. His Kata was not as flashy as Ito, it had a very basic feel to it. He
also was half the size of Sato and did not present an overly powerful frame. But
Sakukawa had always been a diligent student, not flashy or powerful, but very
dedicated to polishing basics and understanding movement. While Sato would travel around doing his
wrestling and challenging others, Sakukawa was at the Dojo hitting the
Makiwara, doing Kata and putting in hours of Kihon work. While Ito was out
partying and then showing off with his flashy dynamic movements, Sakukawa was
at the Dojo polishing his very basic movements and cleaning the Dojo for the master.
Takahara knew that Sakukawa was a
great student, but could he better someone that had made Ito the nimble and
Sato the great both fail and be embarrassed?
Takahara decided he must send his last student to face Chan or he would
have to do it himself. Takahara sat and took up a position watching Sakukawa
perform his very basic Kata and work on his basics. Finally he called him over,
“ Sakukawa, go to the village were your brothers went and take Chan into
custody if you can. This is very important for us so please capture him and
bring him in”.
Sakukawa stopped and put his broom
down, he had just been finishing taking the sand off of the Tatami when Master
had called to him. Sakukawa bowed deeply and turned and left the Dojo. He
brought with him only the cloths off his back and some money to eat while out
of town and he walked carefully down the path on his way to Chanan. Sakukawa
partially meditated along the way, he thought of what had already happened and
why the others had failed. Sato was large and powerful, infact he had crushed
Sakukawas strong hands once in a hand wrestling competition and Ito….well Ito
moved like lightning. How would he face this challenge. Surely he could not be
stronger than Sato and faster than Ito…
Sakukawa came to the same clearing
that opened up into the town, the same clearing that Ito and Sato had come
into. He stood for a short time and took in the view, the boats on the bay all
fishing and the families rushing around getting groceries and goods so when the
men came in they had something to eat. This was truly a nice small village. Sakukawa walked towards the tea house and sat
on the outside porch waiting to see Chan make his appearance.
At first Chan seemed rather jovial and
playful, he danced with the children of the village and he only mildly accosted
the ladies. Sakukawa watched as he jumped around and then ran up to children
and poked their nose. He had good speed and he was strong enough to jump very
high, but Sakukawa did not think he was as fast as Ito or as strong as Sato, it
must have been his style of fighting that made him best the other two.
After a short while Sakukawa stood and
paid his bill and marched off in the direction of the Pirate Chan. Once he was
in ear shot he politely asked if the gent before him was Master Chan of
China? The startled Chinese pirate spun
on his heels then caught himself and chuckeled as he bowed very dramatically
“guilty of this my friend” he said once again standing straight up. “And I
suppose you are another magistrate sent to calm the village and remove me to
your kinds home for holding until a boat can take me back to China”? Sakukawa politely bowed and nodded to
indicate that this was correct.
Well, I will give you the same deal I
gave your friends and others that have come here after me. If you can best me
in combat I will give everyone back their clothing and money and follow you to
the stalk aide and away being sent home. But if you cannot…I will take your
money and clothing and add them to my collection. With that Chan jumped over a
barrel of water and stood in a fighting crouch waiting for Sakukawa to attack.
For his part Sakukawa simply walked over and bent down, picked up some dirt and
then tossed it to the ground.
Chan circled Sakukawa and tried to
size up the law man. He was not overly tall, nor did he look very strong.
Sakukawa did not have the large muscles or quick frame of his counterparts.
This would indeed be a interesting puzzle to solve. As he found himself behind
Sakukawa he launched himself at the magistrate and attempted to kick him
directly in the spine….but all he found was air. The foot lunged past the
Okinawan and landed hard on the ground, Chan felt the pain of the ground
meeting his foot come back at him. Sakukawa had simply side stepped the attack.
And it began.
The fight lasted much longer than Ito’s
had and less than Sato. The more Chan attacked the less that he landed. Finally
Sakukawa threw a perfectly timed front kick and it landed square in Chans
chest, he followed it with a beautiful reverse punch with the single knuckle
landing again in Chans solar plexus. The air wooshed out of Chans lungs as he
barked and pulled for air that was not coming. With the exhaustion of the fight
he needed the oxygen and finally he simply just passed out.
Sakukawa had won using the first kick
and the first punch he had ever learned. The waza that he repeated every day
thousands of times over and over again. Finally Sakukawa woke Chan and offered
him some water. The Chinese took the water and bowed deeply. “there will be no
need to bind me master, I will come along of my own free will having been beaten
by you soundly.” And with that Chan the horrible pirate followed Sakukawa back
to Shuri castle to await the boat that would take him home.
With the arrest of Chan, Sakukawa
Kanga had developed a solid reputation and upon returning to his master he was
achnowledged as one of the best Karate men in Okinawa. He was given the name
sakukawa Tode or as we know him now…”Karate Sakukawa” and he became the master
of Matsumura Sokon who taught Azato Anko….who was in turn the master of
Funakoshi Gichin, the founder of Shotokan Karate.
And the moral of the story is you must
practice the very basics of Karate until they are natural and flow from you. Don’t
get to fancy or rely on strength to dominate a opponent. If they have mastered
the true art of Karate…the very basic foundation of Karate…you will not beat
them and they will expose your weakness every time.