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I'm not ashamed of it. I'm a Bruce Lee fan. He was dead before I discovered him, but that didn't stop me from admiring him and feeling like he left the world far too soon. I followed his life story, watched a movie of his biography, felt sadness to discover that the famous Kung Fu series of the 70s was his idea and that he was denied the role because he was too "Asian." How can you be too Asian? Asian is beautiful, at least I think it is. I have loved Bruce Lee since childhood.
It's funny that a little dirt poor, hillbilly Native American girl growing up in the hollers of Appalachia would pick Bruce Lee to look up to when other girls were looking up to Pop stars and so forth. I actually used to use him as a standard by which I measured a boy's attractiveness! The closer they were to Bruce, the more attractive I found them. I know that was juvenile, but hey, I was a kid and kids are juvenile.
But what was it about him that made me like him so? Yes, he was such an awesome martial artist, but it was other things, too, like the way he portrayed a character that wouldn't drink while all the other guys did, because he wanted to keep his right mind [I loved the self-control], and the way he said be ready and relaxed all at the same time, the way he said, "Don't think. Feel," when you're fighting. To this day, I still watch old Bruce Lee movies. I guess I'll never outgrow them. There are some things that are comforting to me, that make me feel like...me, like home: things like tomato juice [it's my comfort food] and old Bruce Lee flicks.
Ironically, I earned my black sash on the anniversary of his death. I didn't realize that it was the anniversary until I got home from the testing and turned on my PC and there was an MSN article about it being the anniversary of his death. I think that somehow seemed like an omen to me. It may have been coincidence to others, but to me, it was somehow special, somehow a seal of approval. Although, I don't train much in Wing Chun, my Grandmaster was trained under Ip Man's first student. Ip Man trained Bruce Lee. This makes me fourth generation from Ip Man and kind of like a Martial Arts relative of Lee.
But it was far more than Martial Arts that tied me to Lee, it was poetry. Bruce Lee was an idealist, a philosopher and a poet, so imagine my delight when I, an international poet, discovered his works. I don't know his type. People say ISTP; maybe he was, doesn't really matter, I guess, but he was a kindred spirit and maybe that's what drew me to him in the first place. I felt that I was a lot like him. I was always rough cut on the outside but a spiritually minded idealist on the inside. I don't know.
Here's a link to his daughter sharing some of his stuff. The Official Bruce Lee site | Bruce Lee Clothing | Enter The Dragon Movie | Jeet Kune Do | Bruce Lee Blog | Bruce Lee News
I have to go right now, but I hope to come back and add to this thread. I hope to add quotes, pics and some other tidbits of poetry.
It's funny that a little dirt poor, hillbilly Native American girl growing up in the hollers of Appalachia would pick Bruce Lee to look up to when other girls were looking up to Pop stars and so forth. I actually used to use him as a standard by which I measured a boy's attractiveness! The closer they were to Bruce, the more attractive I found them. I know that was juvenile, but hey, I was a kid and kids are juvenile.
But what was it about him that made me like him so? Yes, he was such an awesome martial artist, but it was other things, too, like the way he portrayed a character that wouldn't drink while all the other guys did, because he wanted to keep his right mind [I loved the self-control], and the way he said be ready and relaxed all at the same time, the way he said, "Don't think. Feel," when you're fighting. To this day, I still watch old Bruce Lee movies. I guess I'll never outgrow them. There are some things that are comforting to me, that make me feel like...me, like home: things like tomato juice [it's my comfort food] and old Bruce Lee flicks.
Ironically, I earned my black sash on the anniversary of his death. I didn't realize that it was the anniversary until I got home from the testing and turned on my PC and there was an MSN article about it being the anniversary of his death. I think that somehow seemed like an omen to me. It may have been coincidence to others, but to me, it was somehow special, somehow a seal of approval. Although, I don't train much in Wing Chun, my Grandmaster was trained under Ip Man's first student. Ip Man trained Bruce Lee. This makes me fourth generation from Ip Man and kind of like a Martial Arts relative of Lee.
But it was far more than Martial Arts that tied me to Lee, it was poetry. Bruce Lee was an idealist, a philosopher and a poet, so imagine my delight when I, an international poet, discovered his works. I don't know his type. People say ISTP; maybe he was, doesn't really matter, I guess, but he was a kindred spirit and maybe that's what drew me to him in the first place. I felt that I was a lot like him. I was always rough cut on the outside but a spiritually minded idealist on the inside. I don't know.
Here's a link to his daughter sharing some of his stuff. The Official Bruce Lee site | Bruce Lee Clothing | Enter The Dragon Movie | Jeet Kune Do | Bruce Lee Blog | Bruce Lee News
I have to go right now, but I hope to come back and add to this thread. I hope to add quotes, pics and some other tidbits of poetry.