Ling watched in awe as the warriors practiced. She mimicked each move carefully.
Her friend Mei laughed. 'Girls can't be warriors,' she said. Ling frowned, undeterred.
Ling asked her grandfather to teach her. 'I will show you,' he smiled.
They started with basic stances. Ling stumbled but got up every time.
Mei saw Ling's bruises. 'Why do you keep trying?' she asked. 'I have a dream,' Ling replied.
Grandfather told stories of legendary warriors. 'One day, that will be you,' he said.
Ling's strength grew. She felt braver with every passing day.
A festival announced a children's martial arts contest. 'I will enter,' declared Ling.
The contest was tough. Many skilled children participated, but Ling focused.
Ling faced a boy known for his strength. With precision, she won the match.
Mei cheered the loudest. 'You truly are a warrior,' she exclaimed, hugging Ling.
The village celebrated Ling's spirit. Her dream of being a warrior had begun.
Reflection Questions