Kung Fu!

Now it was time for something I had been looking forward to, the Kung Fu Show!  They had the show in the Red Theater.  When you walked in there was a big crowd and a little monk sitting quietly off to the side. 

We sat down. I got an aisle seat where I could see better.  The stage looked like this:

During the Kung Fu show we were not allowed to take pictures but I will tell you the story.

A mother left her little boy at the temple to learn to be a monk. He was very worried about leaving his mother and all that he had known. The Master of the temple comforted the boy and told him a story about another young boy, Chun Yi, who had been left at the temple by his mother so he would learn to be a monk.

Chun Yi had to learn a lot of things.  He learned Kung Fu and how to meditate.  As he grew older he got better and better and stronger and stronger.  Eventually he had learned all that the Master could teach him. 

The Master made Chun Yi the head of the temple.  Then the Master walked into his funeral pyre and when the smoke cleared he emerged as a young boy.

The boy from the beginning of the play asked the Master, “Is this story yours?”  The Master said, “Yes, I am Chun Yi.”

I had predicted this from the beginning but it was still a good play.  During the play many Kung Fu artists performed.  It was an exciting play.