So I am sparring and I get hit straight in the mouth with a nicely timed straight kick. The strike doesn't hurt but it is enough to knock my gum shield loose and provoke a thought: a litte harder, a little higher, a little faster, and it would be enough to knock a(nother) tooth out. God forbid. And so I vow, this winning smile I will show due gratefulness for and distribute unsparingly. And with that I pray: O Allah, make good my character just as you have made good my appearance.
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Hmm, now that you mention it, my head does feel a bit unstable. :-)>
About the nephew, he's a feisty fella maa sha Allah. I think he got the fight gene.
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Why the long face? :)>
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