The empty hand

Perhaps one of the greatest stories of personal angst and the triumph over one's own demons can be found in the masterpiece of american cinema titled The Karate Kid. I have - with no shame - seen this film more times than I could dream of calculating. There is no doubt that I owe much of who I am today to the mystic wisdom of the tiny man known as Miyagi. Imagine my joy when uncovering this treasure from the secret cavern of read-along. It is part one of the story which has been given the name "The Empty Hand". Prepare to be dazzled as a couple of possibly australian kids and a handful of presumed inebriated adults awkwardly interpret the first half of this great tale through the lost art of read-along story telling.