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Roger Leo's Biography
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My name is Roger Leo. Born 1951 and raised in San Francisco. Our family name is actually Lyau according to wade-giles, but changed to Leo as part of the immigration process. Everyone thinks I'm Italian until they meet me. My Grandmother was the 1st Chinese woman born in San Rafael, CA. My Grandfather was a herbalist treating mainly a Caucasian clientele in Portland, Oregon before the 1920's. He died in the Influenza Epidemic of the 1920's. My father, in his teens was sent to China to study in the period of the Great Depression since the american dollar held such sway in China. He studied with his brother at Pui Chin Middle School in Guanzhou (Canton). Part of his education was learning Chinese martial arts under the tutelage of a famous master whose name he couldn't remember. However his style was called Yellow River Boxing and his signature technique was head butting. This teacher wore a white head band over his upper forehead. My father said that when he walked down the street, he looked like he was flying. These stories were the beginning of my lifelong fascination with Gung Fu. Men and women with seemingly magical powers and the ability to neutralize any situation. Growing up in San Francisco in the 50's, it was not unusual to encounter discrimination against the Chinese. For some reason, my parents felt it was better to live away from the Chinese community and they bought a house in the Excelsior district close to Mission St. Something about segregation sets up minority groups against one another. You would think it was just the opposite. By the time I left elementary school, I had fought virtually every boy in my class. The interesting thing about fighting as a little kid is that I only won because my capacity to deal with pain was greater than the other kid. My Dad grew up fighting against white kids ambushing him and his brother as they walked to and from school. Based on his experience, my father looked around for martial arts classes for my brother and I. I wanted to study karate, but we couldn't find a school that would accept us. We became probably 2 of hundreds of kids passing thru the dojo of the Judo Institute on 18th and Mission. There was an old sensei who was in charge to teaching us kids. He was really good to me and took the time to break down the moves. The favorite thing he taught us was a simple reverse wrist throw. I always wanted to learn what the big guys did which was to be able to choke a person out in 20-30 seconds. Never did get to learn that. I never used judo in fights at school. For some reason, I thought of it as cheating even though it would have been easy to throw the guys I would get in fights with. Probably the scariest incident to happen was when I was walking home from school and 4 older guys started to harass me. I thought that this was going to be bad and I got ready for the fight of my short life. A woman from the neighboring house picked up on what was happening and shouted "Get away! You leave that boy alone." And they took off. To this day, I thank that anonymous neighbor woman who probably saved me from a lot of pain. After elementary school, we moved to the Parkside District and I didn't have to fight anymore. Discovering Tai Chi |
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