Tuesday, October 21, 2003 - Page updated at 01:27 A.M.
Ability unlimited: Black belt defies odds since birth
By
Jayda Evans
Seattle Times staff reporter
EDMONDS — Anyone can purchase a black belt. Plop down
about $7 at any martial-arts supply store and the
cotton/polyester blended belt of honor made in China is
yours.
So, the significance behind the prestigious accessory
didn't lie in the 2-inch-wide belt with chain stitching for
Jeremy Gregory. The meaning is only understood by peering
into a window at the Firdale Village in Edmonds.
Inside a wooden-floored studio with a red-brick back wall
and room-length mirror, Gregory demonstrates a karate
sequence while imagining sparring with an invisible partner.
Wearing a crisp white uniform that accentuates his sky-blue
eyes and his newly engraved black belt tied around his
waist, Gregory, 23, is like any other "sempai" (senior
student).
Except for the wheelchair.
Born with spina bifida, a birth defect in which the
spinal cord and nerves fail to develop correctly, Gregory
has fought to prevent anything from ending his dreams. He
was a multimedal winner at the USA National Karate-Do
Federations National Championships in San Jose, Calif., in
July. He is the only known wheelchair black belt on the West
Coast. And he's the only manual chair sempai (others use
power chairs, and the highest ranking in that group is a
green belt — three notches below Gregory).
Gregory's path to a black belt began with his love of
Jackie Chan and the "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" cartoon.
Now he'd like to become the "sensei" (teacher) of his own
class of wheelchair and other disabled karate students.
"I've watched Jeremy accomplish a lot in
his life," said his grandmother, Millie, who has raised
Jeremy since he was a newborn. "I don't think any one thing
meant more to him than earning his black belt. He never
listened when doctors told him he couldn't do this or that.
And now, they're all amazed at what he's doing. They never
thought this was possible.
"Most people don't — until they see it."
No gimmes
Gregory, a 1996 graduate of Shorecrest High School,
didn't roll into Satori Martial Arts studio and earn a black
belt simply for being in a wheelchair.
"No, they beat the crap out of him for two hours and he
passed the test like everyone else," said Cheryl Wieser,
Gregory's sensei.
But it didn't start on that cool September evening when
Gregory faced combat from seven senseis with various
martial-arts backgrounds. It took Gregory the average six
years to complete the lower grade lessons in preparation for
the black belt.
Step number one was how?
How does a person in a $6,000
manual chair that weighs 40 pounds study karate when it's a
full-body, contact sport? And where do you go to find out?
"I started with the phone book," said Millie, who pulled
out the Yellow Pages and started with the first listing
under "Martial Arts."
"I called and described Jeremy's situation and what he
could do and that this was something he really wanted to
try, so could they help?"
Dead silence.
Then the voice on the other end, whether male or female,
would stutter through a polite way to say it's not possible.
Probably instructors at the dozen schools Millie called had
never seen a person in a wheelchair compete in martial arts.
And karate-chop hand movements are a cheap imitation of a
sport with serious philosophical roots.
"No one knew what to do with him," Millie said with an
exasperated sigh.
Until Wieser.
Not that Wieser, a 46-year-old black belt in weapons, had
done this before. When told Gregory would be added to her
class of able-bodied students, Wieser started with a solo
meet-and-greet that looked like a duel at high noon.
Wieser stood, faced Gregory in his wheelchair and stared.
And stared. And stared.
"Both of us were sizing each other up and I'm thinking,
'How am I going to do this?' " Wieser said.
Finally an icebreaker — surgeries.
Wieser, a former softball player, has had eight surgeries
ranging from her hips to shoulders and she can't put much
sustained pressure on her left knee. Well, Gregory topped
that easily with his 30 surgeries, ranging from inserting a
torso-length rod in his back to a tube extending from behind
his ear to his chest to help drain the fluid that builds up
in his brain.
Wieser figured if martial arts could be adjusted for her
bum knee, she could tweak it for Gregory. Plus, her emphasis
is self-defense — doing enough to escape danger.
"He's disabled," Wieser said. "If he stands around and
tries to talk like you see in the movies, of course he's
going to get killed. I'm about self-defense and believing in
yourself. Jeremy doesn't need to prove anything to anybody.
In competition, you do enough to get out of danger or win
and that's it. Martial arts isn't about showing off."
The way Wieser saw it, Gregory did have legs in a sense.
They're his wheels.
As he demonstrates moves, a crescent moon kick is
replaced with Gregory kicking up his right or left wheel and
sharply swinging it around. Double-front kicks are both
wheels charging at you twice. And the arm movements are the
same, except that Gregory is lower and needs to aim at an
opponent's waist or hips.
"And his chair is a weapon,"
Wieser said. "I always tell him to use it and just roll
people over."
In other words, Gregory is not treated like a Faberge
egg. His grandmother cringes as Wieser and Gregory
demonstrate he's not weak by tossing Gregory to the ground
so he has to quickly get back in his wheelchair and defend
himself. It's almost too easy a challenge for Gregory.
Still, that didn't mean others wanted to spar with the
budding student. Other sempais were afraid of the chair, so
their fake punches were an extra foot away from Gregory.
Padding was added to the lower bars where Gregory's legs are
normally held together with Velcro because the left is
stronger than the right.
At first Gregory was only sparring with younger kids
because they are the same height. As more became comfortable
with the idea, adults twice the size of Gregory became his
competitors.
During his testing for the black belt, Gregory ran
through his forms and had to verbalize what the foot
movements would be for an able-bodied student. He broke a
1-by-1-inch piece of pine with his elbow on the third try,
and sparred with several sensei, including one in judo, who
lifted Gregory by his feet.
"I stopped it right there, though," Wieser said,
explaining that the tube that runs from Gregory's head to
his chest can be easily snapped, which would be fatal.
"Yeah, my eyes got big and I decided that was enough."
Afterward, Gregory was asked what it means to be
presented with a black belt engraved with his name in gold
Japanese characters. He couldn't find the words.
"(Karate) has made me more confident in myself," said
Gregory, who also notes that it has awakened the muscles in
his pelvis so he no longer has to keep track of when to use
the restroom. Now, he can feel when it's time.
"It's given me more self-esteem. But originally I got
into this because I wanted to teach others and let them know
there's nothing you can't do."
Michelangelo
It's amazing Millie's hair isn't gray.
"My hairdresser says the same thing all the time," said
Millie, 65, as she fluffs her sandy-brown hair.
When Gregory was born June 1, 1980, Millie was given the
full list of things the newborn would not be able to do,
including walk or live beyond 20. Gregory was running with
crutches at 2½.
His mother, Millie's daughter, decided she couldn't
handle Jeremy, and left him with Millie as a newborn.
"It's always been me and Jeremy," said Millie, who
divorced her husband long ago.
And boy, did he give his grandmother a workout. Whether
it was the fight to be in tumbling school (yes, he did a
somersault once), watching the boy shimmy up ropes, or ski
down slopes without a guide, Gregory has always been a
daredevil.
"We'd fight all the time about what he shouldn't do," she
said.
"I'd do them anyway," he interrupts.
"Finally, I told him to ask his doctors and if they said
it was OK, then fine," Millie finished.
The love of martial arts began with a cartoon character
named Michelangelo. Outfitted with an orange bandana-like
eye patch and nunchaku, Michelangelo would fight evil with
the other "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" on Saturday
mornings.
Gregory would replicate this with empty toilet rolls and
string as his nunchaku and he would make his way around his
Shoreline home battling invisible bad guys.
At the USA National Karate-Do Federations National
Championships in July, he won a silver medal in short
weapons — nunchaku.
"He's amazing," Wieser said. "We hate to treat him like a
circus show, but unless you see him do it you never believe
that he is like any other student. He's just in a chair."
Knowing the benefits, Gregory wants to give back. Wieser
worked with the YMCA to set up a program called Ability
Unlimited of Washington, which is a class tailored for
students with disabilities, although all are welcome.
Currently there are four students, including Gregory.
While he works as a clerk in the federal building in
Seattle, he hopes to also teach martial arts someday.
"Something is coming from up there that's helping me
through this, it's not all me," Wieser said as she pointed
to the heavens. "I'm just along for the ride and it's been
real fun."
With Gregory at the helm, why wouldn't it be?
Jayda Evans: 206-464-2067 or
jevans@seattletimes.com
Copyright 2003, Seattle Times Company. Used with permission