Justin put me to work immediately, giving me the card to take round and have signed by everyone.
"He saw the cake," Justin told me.
"That's OK," I said. "It doesn't have to be a surprise."
Master Hughes had on a new red uniform today and was in high spirits (isn't he always?) He ran the class this evening, beginning with heavy-duty stretching. I can DO stretching, but because I didn't have a chance to warm up before class, I am hurting today!
At the end of class, Master Hughes gave a brief pep talk, encouraging the black belts to be involved and responsible, reminding us that he wanted our school to be involved with more tournaments.
Justin then brought up the cake.

"OK. Shall I run the gauntlet?" asked Master Hughes.
Everyone cheered and lined up in two lines.


We all enjoyed cake together.

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