The Karateka
Introduction.
Hello, My name is Adam Farley, I have been studying various martial arts for about 15 years now. I began my martial arts training under David Baize Sr. at his Dojo (martial arts school), Baize Martial Arts in Clarksville, TN. It has bee closed since his suicide, however, both of his sons have started Dojos in the Clarksville area. I primarily focused on a style of karate know as Shotokan. I also undertook training in Aikido, Judo, Jiu-Jitsu, and a few weapon style systems.
On December 13th 2006, I received my first two black belts from Baize Martial Arts in the styles of Shotokan and Kami Bushi Kai. A few months later, I submitted my paperwork to serve a mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I received my mission call in early 2007 and was assigned to Anchorage, Alaska.
While I was serving my mission, I was transferred all over the state of Alaska. While serving in Wasilla, AK, I met a guy named Ronald Knuppel who had a martial arts school called Chung's Tae Kwon Do Institute. We taught his family the gospel and he in turn taught me Tae Kwon Do.
In 2009 I returned home to Tennessee, where I found myself completely broke and responsible for my own income. Up until that time, my parents had been paying for everything I did. So I got a job and began to plan my future.
I had always planned on continuing my martial arts study, but I never had enough money to go around! I started school in 2010 at Nashville State Community College. I had always wanted to learn another language, so, I began the study of ASL (American Sign Language) to become an Interpreter. Still, always nagging at me was my desire for the study of martial arts. I would even drive by the Dojo from time to time and sit there in the parking lot and think about going in. But I always concluded that I could not afford it.
In 2011 I felt inspired that I needed to transplant myself, so I packed a suitcase, a briefcase and my banjo and began my journey. I eventually found myself in Provo, Utah, where I would spend a good portion of my time studying ASL and working. I got a job with Domino's Pizza and also the Utah College of Massage Therapy.
One day, as I was at the Domino's store, a man came in with a flyer. He explained that he was opening a Dojo just down the street, and was offering a discount to new students. I was interested, but extremely busy with working and study. I explained this to him, however, the flame was still burning deep with in, and I think he noticed. He offered a one on one session to entice me in. I took him up on the offer.
When I went in, we began with basics just as a measuring stick as to what I know and how it fit with their style. We also went over some of the differences in our styles.
After the session, he began pushing me to join the Dojo. He became upset with me when I told him I couldn't. It turned out that he expected me to join because I had participated in the "free" session. I reminded him that I had already explained to him that I was too busy at the time. He continued to push me. Finally, I told him I would have to go home and think about it.
I walked out of that Dojo that night a little perturbed at the man. I also walked out with a yearning to begin again the study of martial arts. That flame that burned so deeply had turned in to a fire, and became more manifest. Unfortunately my circumstances made it very difficult for me to do anything about it. So, I continued to go about my life.
in April 2012 I met a young lady named Laura Evans. After a very short time, I knew I needed to ask her to marry me. I moved back to Tennessee shortly after we met, and she followed me. We were married in December that year, about 8 months after meeting. I began working again at a new place, doing construction work, trying to make ends meet. Marriage made me very poor again.
In April 2014, I was made aware of the Okinawa Bujutsu Club, a karate club in Clarksville. I went one day with the intent to observe, however the instructor persuaded me to jump in and participate. That fire inside me became a bonfire. I had no choice. In order to satisfy my yearning, I would need to take it up again. I joined the club that night along with my wife, Laura.
Not much later, a friend of mine, Marlene Livesay, who studied at Baize Martial Arts with me, informed me that one of the new Dojos in town was needing help. This Dojo was started by a student and instructor of a school I had previously attended. She told me that she had been working there and she really enjoyed it. I wasted no time. I modified my resume, printed it off, and headed over to Harris Holt Martial Arts Academy.
When I walked in, the student I had studied with, Blake Harris, and my old instructor, Ralph Holt, were standing there talking to each other. Blake and Ralph are partners, owners, and head instructors at Harris Holt Martial Arts Academy. Both have studied and received black belts in a number of different styles. They both looked a little surprised to see me. After about a minute of catching up they inquired as to why I had stopped by. I explained that Marlene had mentioned that they were looking for help. Ralph and Blake both looked at each other, then back at me and told me that they weren't looking for anyone at the moment. I was kind of surprised with their response. But regardless of their response, I insisted they take my resume in case they changed their minds.
About a week later, much to my surprise, I got a message on Facebook from Ralph saying,"Hey if would like to come in the Dojo we will tell you about summer camp and maybe what hours you work." I was thrilled. I replied inquiring about a day and time that would be best to come in. He responded, and we set up a meeting.
I went in and was basically told that I could help out with the summer camp, and from how well I preformed with the summer camps would determine whether or not I would continue to work with them.
Well, I made it through the summer camps and now work at the Dojo with the youth. The youth know me as Sensei Adam.
Currently, I am also going to college and studying a new system of Karate (well... new to me), called Isshinryu.
Much of what I will now be writing will start from this point, however, I will refer and reminisce on some past experiences and stories from time to time.
My goal with this blog is to help anyone who is curious or interested in the martial arts find more insight in the arts, entertain with stories, educate with history and principles, and update on my progress and experiences. You are welcome to comment or ask questions on any of my blog posts.
Please understand that these will include my views, understandings, and critiques. They will likely include not only principles from the martial arts, but also life, liberty, and Mormon principles. Thank you for your interest, please enjoy your reading.
-The Karateka,
Adam Farley.
Adam I know this is a very old post. I, too, studied with Shihan Holt when he was an instructor at Baize School of Karate. Shihan Harris was, I think, a 1st Dan back then (1995-96)! I had a few lessons with Soke(then Shihan) Baize and his advanced class...as a Yellow Belt!. I was very sad when I learned of Soke's passing, he was a great man. I did not progress very far in my journey due to a bad shoulder injury but Soke Baize and Shihan Ralph had a profound influence on my life. I studied under Shihan Bill Kellett too. That man could really move for a big guy. I remember sparring with him. I got in close, pretty much chest to chest, and that big man still kicked me in the head. Oss!
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