It sure was loud. The sound of cane hitting my student’s palm.
He jumped in pain.
Didn’t really want to but it was the best way to demonstrate how training Taiji power can translate to using the cane to generate power. This was despite the striking arc of the cane being less than 45 degrees. I also had to be careful of swinging the cane about as there were glasses and plates all over the place, not to mention people walking in and out hence a short instead of long stroke.
I wasn’t even using the cane I eventually bought. Instead, I was using the cane that I said would suit him as a training tool. It may feel lighter and less harder than the one I chose but the power demo showed that it can really give one hell of a wallop on the hand.
It was an unexpected find. The canes. There were four of them hanging on a shelf in the gift section in this quaint bookshop in Tiong Bahru.
They were used. How old I have no idea. But signs of use were there. I like the carving of the cranes on the cane.
I can imagine what was going on in the minds of people who saw the two of us walking about and standing in the bus each holding a cane. A day of gloomy weather but happy find.