This is a kicking bag. I borrowed it from my friend Peter. We keep it upstairs, and when I’m not teaching English, I play with the bag.
I’ve tried to teach the bag English, but it doesn’t seem to understand.
But we can certainly hang out and have coffee.
I sing to the bag. The bag doesn’t sing back.
But I’ve found the best thing to do with the kicking bag is to kick it. Hai-YA!




