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This is just something that happened to me recently...I just started school, and I'm going to a new school this year. It's a lot bigger than my old one, and there are a lot more people who have definite styles. It's kind of scary.
Anyways, my friend and I were staying after school for Spanish tutoring, and the class let out early. Our parents weren't going to be at the school for another 45 minutes at least, and we didn't have any way of calling, so we waited around outside the school, by the football field. It's in the back of the school and not very visible, and about maybe 20 yards or so from the school building. We were hanging out by the bleachers, just chatting about stuff, when this guy came up form behind me and clapped me on the shoulder. Loren and I were both very startled, but relaxed a bit after t seemed like this guy meant no harm.
He started talking to us like we were old friends, and I started getting a bit nervous. I kept my eyes open and started slowly moving backwards towards the school and away form the bleachers, now pretty much out in the open, and my frind followed my lead. I saw two other guys coming out from under the bleachers and come up to us, and I said very firmly, "We have to go now. My mom is probably here to pick us up."
The first guy laughed, and he just said, "No one's here. You're lying. Come with us and have some fun."
We looked around and saw that the three of them had us almost surrounded, and again I said that we had to leave. They started closing in, still telling us to come with them and have some fun, and it became clear that they weren't going to let us go. One of them grabbed my wrist, and I promptly forgot all of the hapkido I had learned and kicked him hard in the groin. He doubled over, and my friend and I took off through the opening that he had made, yelling bloody murder. A male teacher and a security guard came out of the school, and the three guys took off, after they got the first one back on his feet.
It scared me pretty bad, because I'd never had anything like that happen to me, and I honestly don't think I really could have defended myself very well if the sitation had escalated any further. I couldn't have used any of the holding techniques I'd learned on any of them, because there were too more people, and I couldn't even really think straight. I wasn't even really thinking enough to do any real kicks; it was just an instinctive groin shot, a basic front kick. Then we took off as fast as we could, and I would have done the same if I could do it again. I *know* I wasn't a match for three seniors, who were at least a head taller than I am, even though I'd had some training in MA's. Plus, there was my friend to worry about, who hadn't any clue as to what to do. I just hope nothing like that ever happens again, and my friend and I will wait inside the school from now on.
Anyways, my friend and I were staying after school for Spanish tutoring, and the class let out early. Our parents weren't going to be at the school for another 45 minutes at least, and we didn't have any way of calling, so we waited around outside the school, by the football field. It's in the back of the school and not very visible, and about maybe 20 yards or so from the school building. We were hanging out by the bleachers, just chatting about stuff, when this guy came up form behind me and clapped me on the shoulder. Loren and I were both very startled, but relaxed a bit after t seemed like this guy meant no harm.
He started talking to us like we were old friends, and I started getting a bit nervous. I kept my eyes open and started slowly moving backwards towards the school and away form the bleachers, now pretty much out in the open, and my frind followed my lead. I saw two other guys coming out from under the bleachers and come up to us, and I said very firmly, "We have to go now. My mom is probably here to pick us up."
The first guy laughed, and he just said, "No one's here. You're lying. Come with us and have some fun."
We looked around and saw that the three of them had us almost surrounded, and again I said that we had to leave. They started closing in, still telling us to come with them and have some fun, and it became clear that they weren't going to let us go. One of them grabbed my wrist, and I promptly forgot all of the hapkido I had learned and kicked him hard in the groin. He doubled over, and my friend and I took off through the opening that he had made, yelling bloody murder. A male teacher and a security guard came out of the school, and the three guys took off, after they got the first one back on his feet.
It scared me pretty bad, because I'd never had anything like that happen to me, and I honestly don't think I really could have defended myself very well if the sitation had escalated any further. I couldn't have used any of the holding techniques I'd learned on any of them, because there were too more people, and I couldn't even really think straight. I wasn't even really thinking enough to do any real kicks; it was just an instinctive groin shot, a basic front kick. Then we took off as fast as we could, and I would have done the same if I could do it again. I *know* I wasn't a match for three seniors, who were at least a head taller than I am, even though I'd had some training in MA's. Plus, there was my friend to worry about, who hadn't any clue as to what to do. I just hope nothing like that ever happens again, and my friend and I will wait inside the school from now on.
Also, in my classes, I have asked the instructor to focus on a lot of 'utility kicks', such as powerful front snap kicks and low side/roundhouse, for if I ever want to take someone down and keep them down (for injuring/breaking the knee0. I've been drilling in them a lot in classes, and have been practicing a lot at home. It's actually improved my focus a lot. 
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