In the wild, wacky, and wonderfully wide state of South Dakota, where majestic Mount Rushmore watches over the land and the bison roam free, a group of lively, energetic kids partake in a unique and exciting activity. They're not just flying kites, or playing tag, they're mastering the ancient art of Kung Fu. They're not just any kids, they're the Kung Fu Kids of South Dakota, and they’re as cool as a cucumber in a snowstorm. Let's meet their leader, a rooster named Rocky who, quite hilariously, thinks he's a human. He struts around with a big red comb on his head and swirling kung fu robes that flap in the wind. "Cock-a-doodle-doo, it's Kung Fu time!" he crows every morning as the sun kisses the peaks of the Black Hills. The kids tumble out of their beds, breakfast half-eaten, to join Rocky in a whirlwind of high kicks and karate chops. They mimic his moves, trying not to giggle as he squawks instructions, his feathers rustling dramatically. They playfully call him "Sensei Cluck Cluck," though never to his face (or beak) because, let's face it, roosters can be quite touchy! There's a magic that fills the air when these kids gather, a spirit of camaraderie and a shared love for Kung Fu. They're not just learning how to defend themselves, but also how to respect others, discipline themselves, and have a cluckin' good time! So if you're ever in South Dakota and hear a rooster cawing out "Cock-a-doodle-doo, it's Kung Fu time!", you'll know that the Kung Fu Kids of South Dakota are somewhere nearby, practicing their high kicks, having a laugh, and just being kids.