Martial Arts

by Team Camp on December 22, 2007

Adam wrote this essay about what it was like for him to obtain his Black Belt in Martial Arts.

Adam 11Yrs.jpgMy Black Belt, Written By Adam Campfield

June 14, 2003 is a day I shall never forget, for it was on this day that I achieved a long sought after goal.  On that day, I earned my Black Belt.  This, I can say with certainty, was one of the greatest achievements of my life.

 After losing my sight completely at the age of six to Retinoblastoma, my parents, particularly my father, thought it important that I learn the Martial Arts so that I might gain self-confidence, learn self-defense, and heighten my senses and perception.  Eventually, we found Troy Miller, who was willing to teach a blind student, or at least, to try.  Soon enough, I came to enjoy the Martial Arts, and to look forward to my lessons. 

 For the next eight years I trained with Troy once or twice a week.  It helped that I had an excellent and entertaining teacher.  I learned to fight by sound, to see with my ears, where others rely on their eyes.  I began to track the location and some of the movements of my opponents by listening to their footsteps, to the rustle of their clothes, and, if they were so foolish as to speak, by location of their voice.  Through the different ranks of belts I went until, at long last, the greatest test lay before me, the test for the Black Belt.

The test was grueling to say the least.  First came three and a half hours of performing drills and forms for a panel of judges by everyone testing for a belt.  By the end of that time, we were all exhausted.  At this point, however, those who sought a Black Belt had to pass an endurance test.  For another thirty minutes, we performed push-ups, crunches, and similar exercises, to display our determination to achieve that honor.  Finally, after a very long half an hour, those of us who had passed, me included, received the object and realization of our desire.  What I felt in that moment is difficult to describe.  I was thrilled to have passed, and I felt pride in myself for having reached the summit of my mountain.     

Though I am still enrolled in the Martial Arts, those first years, I believe, were the most important.  Martial Arts taught me how to fight and how to discipline my mind and body.  I also learned honor and perseverance.  I believe these to be highly important traits for an individual to possess, and I know that my life is better for learning them.

My Black Belt means a great deal to me, and always will.  It symbolizes not only the goal which I achieved, but also the journey to the goal.  With the traits that I have learned and developed in my training, I feel more mentally prepared for the future, and for my next goal, to get a college degree.  I shall always remember these things, for I have a tangible symbol to remind me of them, my Black Belt. "


{ 2 comments… read them below or add one }

James Crespin

I remember you! my name is James and I have trained at Troy millers High Desert Martial Arts! I have read your story and I am very moved. I am not blind and I got my black belt as well. WoW is all that comes to mind. It must of been hard for you, but you did it!!!!!!!! I hope you continue your training. you are an ispireation to me. I believe that your mind, body and soul have to be fucussed as one. in my book you are what I call a BANGR!!! KID…….. YOU THROW DOWN HARD!!!


Bob Kenner

Being one of the instructors who tested Adam for his black belt, all I can say is this:

Adam never flinched and attained his goal through determination, perserverance, and the ability to see more clearly than those of us with the sight of our eyes. Thank you Adam for teaching us what it really means to be a black belt.


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