The Life of a Son of a Ninja Turtle chp 4

Now then, my youngest cousin. I was 4 in a half, Titan was 3, and Joi was only 2. It took an entire year for my family to convince Uncle Don to have a kid of his own. I was so excited. Soon I would be officially in training and I would have a new cousin at the same time. Everything was going pretty good.
I remember every day in the afternoon, Julie would tell us about school. She was in second grade I think at the time. I always wanted to go to school. One time I put Uncle Casey's clothes on and wanted to go to school with Julie. But father told me that turtles couldn't go to school.
I was so upset about that. But then I thought that ninja training was kind of like school but for us turtles. Then I couldn't wait to start training. I still loved hearing Julie's stories of school. We all still like to hear her talk about what school is like.
Sorry, I tend to go on tangent's like that. Where was I? Right, my last cousin. We were all so happy and excited when we saw the egg in the incubator. I remember Uncle Don told me that I was old enough to help him build stuff the baby will need.
“Dude! You should of told us the egg was ready to be in the incubator. We would of helped you bring it home.” Mikey said.
“Sorry guys. I wasn't thinking that you guys would want to help.” Don apologized.
“It's alight Don. We're just so happy that you're going to be a father as well. Do you need any help?” Leo said.
“Actually I do.” Don said with a smile. He then went over to Yoshi and knelt down. “I need to build another crib since Joi is using the one we have. Can you help me Yoshi?”
“Really!? Yes yes!” Yoshi gasped in excitement. His excitement caused him to bounce up and down. The turtles smiled at his behavior.
It was awesome helping Uncle Don build the crib and a few toys. Of course most things were reused. But Joi was using my old crib now. Titan moved into a big boy bed but Joi wasn't old enough yet. I remember carving a wooden sword for the baby. But Uncle Don thought it would be better if I kept it, for training and practice.
It was lots of fun building stuff for others and helping out. I still tinker with things every now and then. Usually it's to fix something, like the toaster. Or I would tinker with toys that I'm in progress of creating. They're mostly little robots.
Now before I go off on another tangent. I was 5 years old, just a few days after my birthday actually. Titan was 3 in a half and Joi was 2 in a half. Everyone gathered in the lab to watch our newest family member hatch.
It wasn't any different from the other times. Although it took a lot longer. She must have been taking her time to get out of there. The new baby turtle was another girl. Uncle Don named her Sydney Jhanna Hamato. I don't know why, but I always felt even more protective over her. More so than my other cousins.
I'm not sure why I feel that way. I just do. I sometimes wish these weird feelings would just go away already. They just keep nagging at me. I seem to be the only one who feels these things. But I think my father does too. He just doesn't say anything about it.
Sydney was always the quiet one. We often play chess or read together. We're very close and like to tinker with things. She likes that stuff more than I do though. She is Uncle Don's daughter after all. She's a real genius. We like to call her Syd for short. I know that's ironic since Uncle Casey has a brother named Sid. But we spell it with a “y” and not an “i”.
Now then, onto my training. I remember sitting on my knees with father in front of me. He told me that we'll be starting breathing and meditation. That totally confused me. What did that have to do with being a ninja?
“What does that have to do with being a ninja daddy?” Yoshi asked with a confused tilt of his head.
“It's very important to be able to control your breathing. Remember when I told you the story of when your uncles and I were in space? Being able to control our breathing saved our lives. Meditation is also important, despite what Raphael may say. It helps with your inner balance and peace with yourself. Do you understand now?” Leo said. Yoshi nodded his head.
“Now let us begin.” Leo said.
So we meditated and focused on our breathing. Father was quick to notice that I was focusing a little too hard. He told me I didn't have to try to hard and to just relax. Uncle Raph laughed from his spot at the doorway. Father gave him a glare and we went back to meditating.
Father trains me very strictly. We started with breathing techniques and meditation. Then we added warm ups and learning katas. For a while we worked on building up muscle and speed. I remember having to run laps in the tunnels.
But after our morning training session, I always got to watch soaps with grandpa and my cousins. It was a nice reward that we still do to this day.
When I was about 8 years old, I got to choose my own weapon. Of course I had to choose the katana, just like my father. I remember excitedly running over to my room and getting the wooden sword I made. I remember being asked if I wanted to only use one or two. Of course I wanted two, just like father has.
It was easy to use one. But when it comes to two, I just can't seem to get the hang of it. It frustrates me to no end! I hope no idea why I can't seem to use two. I just can't!
No Yoshi, remember what father always says. When you put your mind to it, you can achieve anything you wish. As long as I keep practicing I will get the hang of it. I certainly hope he's right.
Besides a lot of learning and training, that's pretty much it. That's my life up to this point. Father and my uncles told me today that I get to go to the surface. Since I'm 15 years old, I'm old enough to go up to the surface. I'm so excited! I'll be sure to tell you guys all about. But for now, I am Yoshi Hamato and for now I am logging out. Until next time, thank you.
Yoshi finished typing on his laptop. He smiled as he went over and made sure there were no grammar mistakes. He then uploaded his biography onto his personal website. Hopefully he won't be swarmed with so many questions now.
He then got out of the internet and opened up a media player program. He played an audio file called Soothing Sounds for Meditation. Then he crawled into bed and went to sleep, dreaming about what his first patrol will be like.