Argh, clutter
The dojo is going to be closed for construction this weekend, while everyone is at the Diamond National Tournament. Sensei decided to clean out the old trophies, so he set up a sparring class tournament and handed them out to the kids.
Fiona won first place in the sparring class and brought an old trophy home that someone else won at the Diamond Nationals five years ago. The thing is a friggin' five feet tall. Where the hell am I supposed to put this???
No love, Sensei.
Fiona won first place in the sparring class and brought an old trophy home that someone else won at the Diamond Nationals five years ago. The thing is a friggin' five feet tall. Where the hell am I supposed to put this???
No love, Sensei.
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In a photograph, standing next to a smiling Fiona.
The photograph goes in an album, with appropriate context written by you and/or Fiona. Maybe you could put it between 2 stories or a story and a poem about what happened today?
Then the trophy goes out with the trash, if you don't know of a local theater group that might want it as a prop.
Congratulations to Fiona for winning the sparring tournament.
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But, natch, first the picture of Fiona sparring with it.
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(Actually, the getting rid of it is the best idea. Take pictures first.)
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But everytime I go to a thrift store, I look at the trophies. There's an annual fundraiser for the Seattle Art Car Blowout and we make and decorate trophies for it.
See, all trophies have standard parts. It all started when I realized that.