Sensei told me the story of an honorary Black Belt he bestowed some years ago:
When Sensei started his dojo, it was on a shoestring budget in a small community. From the start, there was an elderly woman that would attend, observe really, the class each day it was open. After a couple of months, she approached Sensei and gave him a substantial donation to the dojo, saying, 'Get those kids some equipment.' He did. She contimued to attend the classes, watching the children progress. Thereafter, Sensei held a ceremony, bestowing her with an honorary Black Belt for her commitment to the kids, the community and the dojo. Her family came from out of state to attend the ceremony.
Her visits to the dojo became fewer and fewer over the course of time and, soon after, she passed away. Sensei attended the funeral, honoring her memory. She was wearing the belt and was buried with it on.
It was a way of saying thank you to a woman that did a good thing in the way she saw best.
When Sensei started his dojo, it was on a shoestring budget in a small community. From the start, there was an elderly woman that would attend, observe really, the class each day it was open. After a couple of months, she approached Sensei and gave him a substantial donation to the dojo, saying, 'Get those kids some equipment.' He did. She contimued to attend the classes, watching the children progress. Thereafter, Sensei held a ceremony, bestowing her with an honorary Black Belt for her commitment to the kids, the community and the dojo. Her family came from out of state to attend the ceremony.
Her visits to the dojo became fewer and fewer over the course of time and, soon after, she passed away. Sensei attended the funeral, honoring her memory. She was wearing the belt and was buried with it on.
It was a way of saying thank you to a woman that did a good thing in the way she saw best.