Shi-Shong Orlando's Shaolin Diary - 2010 - Part 6

Thursday, April 22, 2010
Orlando Cela is an instructor at Wu Dao Kung Fu and Tai Chi

Today was a total “Tiger head, snake tail” kind of day. First, a fabulous 6 am run with the whole group to the Immortals Park; a crisp climb with almost everyone to the top, then back down to the half way landing; two races to the top! Back down to rejoin the rest of the group. On our way back we alternated between some walking and some sprinting – remember that the way back to the school is up hill! We arrived at the school and saw couple of inflatable arches with banners on them. I asked Li Xiang what they were. He told me there was a grand opening for a hotel across the road from the school. That’s another thing about the Chinese I’m amazed about: banners. There are banners, mostly red with white characters, everywhere. I think some of them might say “I’m required to post this banner even when I have nothing to say,” because you see them in the most unlikely places. After breakfast, 9 am class. We started with our usual short run. Immediately after our return from the run, we went on to do a sort of “capture the tree” game of strategy, running, guarding... Very cool! But when it was time for me to be guard, trying to keep a member of the opposing team I kicked too hard and pulled something on my left leg. Really badly! I tried to tough it out until stretching time, when I tried to stretch, massage, you name it. Then the stretching kicks and the 18 Ji Ben Gong showed me that some movements really would be very painful. I did stick to the rest of the training, which was particularly nice because I got to do the forms I know, including Mei Hua Dao, with different groups of students. That was very, very inspiring! The experience of doing the forms you learn at home with the most advanced students and trying to keep up, whilst hearing the others scream “jia you!” (“let’s go!”) and “good!” is indescribable! It was also nice to see Lily use me as example for the younger students once or twice! As a closing for the morning session, we went through the most grueling core session yet. I thought I was in good shape until then. One leg and two leg jack-knives, their variations of sit-ups, jumping push-ups, spinning jumps, Ma Bu squats, and more, more... Needless to say, the afternoon session was a bit challenging, and by the end of the second half of the afternoon class I was absolutely spent, in utter pain and extremely frustrated because my injuries wouldn’t let me do decent stances. At least nobody here can say I didn’t give it my all.

Shi-Shong Orlando's Shaolin Diary - 2010 - Part 5

Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Orlando Cela is an instructor at Wu Dao Kung Fu and Tai Chi

Today it rained the whole day. Early in the morning at 6 am, there was just a lot of fog, but then it started to pick up. Li Xiang and I were the only ones awake at 6 am, so we went running. We ran for a long time until we arrived at a place called Ying Xian Park. There is a huge pagoda at the top of a very, very, VERY steep hill, with stairs going up. It is Dengfeng’s stairmaster! I could see from afar the uniforms of at least three other martial arts schools. I couldn’t resist the challenge: I was wearing the Shi De Cheng’s school workout jacket, and I am white... this was going to be cool. I went upstairs by myself since Li Xiang was recovering from a calf injury. So I mustered all my energy and ran all the way to... half way there, and then panted the rest of the way up. Too bad the weather was so foggy, because the view must have been amazing. I looked around a little bit, and then I ran downstairs. As I was taking my first steps, I hear from behind “Welcome to China!” When I made it down stairs, one of the students from the other schools, came to me, shook my hand and said in English “Hello! Nice to meet you!” To which I replied, in Chinese “Nice to meet you too!” I bowed to the rest of his group saying in Chinese “Good Morning!” and someone from their replied in English “Good Morning!” Li Xiang and I ran back a little bit, but he was too tired. He told me his story: he had been an art student in college for a year and had just returned to Dengfeng, and he was still trying to gain his stamina back. He also happens to be the caretaker when Ma Hong is not there: he pays for the suppliers, makes phone calls, etc. So I ran back to school where I found out that coach Lily had taken the rest of the students for a run elsewhere a few minutes later. She had me join the class, which obviously was much more torturous than yesterday’s because she was running it. Thank goodness it’s just one hour. Breakfast. Then morning class, when Lily took her short stick, and ran us through some pretty intense “corrections.” After lunch I went to my room to see that it leaking a little bit. Since I saw there was some water damage from the night before, I decided that it was probably a common occurrence, so I didn’t tell anyone. Afternoon class was a little disappointing: I thought I was doing so well, when my leg really started to hurt. A little at first, but then at the end, it really was getting bad. So I decided to just force my way through the pain. I had survived revisions of tong bei quan, xiao hong quan and zhen shan gun, I was now learning new mei hua dao material, I just had to put up with it. It finally gave up! At a gong bu, my leg cramped up so bad that I fell to the ground. I started to rub my leg, and coach Lily sayd “Pain?” I say “A little.” She says “The first day, no problem; second day, no problem; third day, a little pain; fourth day, very difficult. Get up. Again.” Form again. “Again. This time, lower xu bu.” Form again. “Again.” Again. “Again. And hand over the head in this move.” Again. “Again!” And so it went for what seemed quite a long while. Finally the class ended, and I went to massage my thigh for a while. But after a few minutes, the other students – who were doing math at the time of my second class – came down to work out with Di Guo Bo, the other Shifu at the school and friend of Shi De Cheng. Di Guo Bo is always, always, dressed semi casual, with jacket, nice shirt, nice pants, nice shoes, and he demonstrates better than any of the students there with workout clothes. The next hour I saw a class on another staff form that was quite impressive. Di Guo Bo really pushed these guys, but he would demonstrate, with his nice clothes, the most amazing techniques at the most incredible speed. It was extremely inspiring. We talked for a while about the students: he wants them to try for the touring Shaolin monk troupe, but he said they are not good enough. I also asked him about his clothes, and he said that yes, his shoes are not the best for landing after a jump. After dinner, I went to my room, to find out water had spread all over the floor, under my suitcase. Luckily, nothing got wet. But Li Xiang did come to my room after I told him during dinner that there was a leak, and he panicked when he saw it! We brought buckets in, he mopped the floor, he wanted to change my room. But I decided to stay: the water hasn’t gotten to the bed... yet... (Chinese test: what does “ben dan” mean in English?)

Shi-Shong Orlando's Shaolin Diary - 2010 - Part 4

Monday, April 19, 2010
Orlando Cela is an instructor at Wu Dao Kung Fu and Tai Chi

Today started at 6 am with the early class. Luckily enough is only one hour long. Starts with a long run around one of the huge city blocks, goes uphill the mountain then downhill, then flat, then all the way uphill to the school. Pretty grueling! Thank goodness we haven’t had any breakfast yet! Running for me has never been a problem, so I always tried to remain with the leader, which would change – some of the students would walk, others would keep running, then switch roles, etc., but there was always someone running ahead. We made it back to school, and then the fun begin. I was able to keep my own, and even do something unexpected that made some very surprised, and one say “see? ji ben gong! ji ben gong!” (In order to keep the legendary perception of the early class, I shall say no more.) Breakfast, then 9 am class. Jiao Liang (coach) Lily was there after dropping her kid off at school. (FYI: they give ID cards to the parents with their kids photos for them to be able to retrieve them later without taking some other kid!) The class, as usual, started with a run, but this was a race. So we race uphill, and some lag behind, but I manage to keep always ahead of he group, with another student. The last section, which is downhill, was a pretty fast sprint between one student and I. We arrived at the school first together. Then we did the usual warm-ups, and stretching, etc., but we did some new stance work besides the usual ma bu - gong bu: pu bu – ma bu – gong bu, pu bu – pu bu (swinging arms and slapping the floor in between); straight punch, dan tui, straight punch; palm strike, deng tui, palm strike; and then some extraordinary stationary variations on the 18 ji ben gong. Each of them has their own “yibai.” The only ji ben gong we didn’t do stationary, but all single count and together, were xuan feng jiao and wai bai lien. Rest. Coach Lily started me on the form mei hua dao (“you are getting the sword ji ben gong quickly. More practice, but let’s begin the form”). Lunch time. Ever since they found out that I love spicy food, they keep bringing all sort of different homemade concoctions. I consider this as much part of my training as the gong fu itself, so I take all. Nothing has burned me yet. Yet... But this one was close: a reddish paste (in a bottle that once was liquid yogurt) that watered my eyes after smelling it. They put it in my rice. I eat two bowls with the usual side dishes. Not good. After a short nap I had such heartburn I thought I was going to vomit trying the no-handed cartwheels (note: at 2 pm, the students do academics, so it was just Lily and me). And the fact that my muscles were absolutely sore by now didn’t help. I think I did overdid it in the morning because the afternoon was excruciatingly difficult, but it was this morning that told me that I am not so far behind the locals. I should mention that one of the students asked me to go in front of him today during warm ups because he had a cramp! (hee, hee...)

Shi-Shong Orlando's Shaolin Diary - 2010 - Part 3

Sunday, April 18, 2010
Orlando Cela is an instructor at Wu Dao Kung Fu and Tai Chi

Today was a really tough day! Two sessions with Lily all by myself, almost killed me. She really has a way with words, not only she says “kuai!” and”jia you!” but she also says them with that very rough Chinese female voice that could scare anyone. She really can drive you! She wants the forms faster, and faster, no stopping at all. Every time I finish a form, I am virtually spent! So far, we have done a lot of review on Tong Bei Quan (which she has completely taken appart), Xiao Hong Quan, and Zhen Shan Gun. Still working on some very difficult sword ji ben gong. Today, I just didn’t have the juice, especially in the second session. So, at the end of the second session, Lily says: “After dinner, practice more sword ji ben gong; tomorrow morning, you go with the class at 6 am, so you won’t get tired doing your forms. li Xiang will go get you.” I’ll write about the early class tomorrow, if I survive it...

Shi-Shong Orlando's Shaolin Diary - 2010 - Part 2

Saturday, April 17, 2010
Orlando Cela is an instructor at Wu Dao Kung Fu and Tai Chi

I’m awake at 6:45 am, looking for a functional bathroom (the one in the fifth floor doesn’t work) and everything is super quiet, like nobody is in the building. Then at 7 pm I hear a woman screaming “chi fan!” (“eat!”) so I guess breakfast is ready. They have made me a western breakfast: four fried eggs, white sliced bread (the one for toast), milk and some sweets. Class starts at 9 am, and I meet Julien, a French man who has been studying already here for two months. But nobody prepared me for Lily, the coach/teacher. She is a sweetie when she hangs out, but when she is teaching she is tougher than nails. She keeps screaming “kuai, kuai!” (“fast, fast”) for everything we do. She keeps yelling instructions as students go by. There are 10 students all together, and we went through the run, the warm-ups, the stretching, and all the ji ben gong in about an hour and a half. Then rest. Then, Julien had to do his test: he is leaving tomorrow. Not only he performs, but other students are asked to do the same. I was asked to do tong bei quan. After a few students perform, Lily takes Julien and I, and an older man, another coach, remains with the Chinese students – he has been around the whole morning, giving minimal corrections. Julien was asked to go practice, and Lily took apart my tong bei quan, and almost killed me in the process. She pushes very, very hard. After a half hour of misery, lunch, and a nap. After nap, everyone gets the afternoon free... everyone except me! It’s Lily and I. Since it’s just me, we go through warm-ups, run, warm-ups, stretching and all ji ben gong in 45 min. By now I’m exhausted! Rest, then reconvene, and she worked in more Tong Bei Quan, Xiao Hong Quan, Zhen Shan Gun, and we began with the sword Ji Ben Gong. After two hours alone with Lily, I’m pretty much done for. Thank goodness tomorrow is Sunday and everyone gets a free day... Oh, wait! Everyone but me! When not training, I sit around talking to the students, watching Lily’s son play, and just resting, and drinking all the water possible.

Shi-Shong Orlando's Shaolin Diary - 2010 - Part 1

Friday, April 16, 2010
Orlando Cela is an instructor at Wu Dao Kung Fu and Tai Chi

After a 29 hour trip with three planes and one car, I finally arrived at Shifu’s school at about 11 pm. I live in the fifth floor of the school – no elevator, which is going to be interesting after a few days of training – in a very large room. The mattress is a little softer than the floor: it is in fact, mats they use for fall practice (like the ones at Wu Dao, but not the nice soft ones). It’s spring in the mountains, so it is a little cold. A student called Li Xiang picked me up at the airport in Zheng Zhou, and he was the one to tell me about the itinerary: breakfast at 7 am, first class at 9 am, “and I’ll tell you more tomorrow.”