Hard Work Pays Off
Dan Ramirez
6/18/2013
English
Professor Jenkings
Final Draft Hard Work Does Pay Off
When I was born my father had to leave Peru. He left my mother and I to go to the United States. He didn’t leave my mother and I because he didn’t love us anymore. He left us so that he could go work his butt off. He wanted his wife and his son to have a better life. He wanted me to have opportunities that he couldn’t have for himself. Three and a half years passed by, I turned three years old. We had everything we needed. My father never stopped sending us money. Three and a half years that I didn’t get to see my father. Three years a son without a father, I can’t even begin to imagine how my mother felt. My mother always reminds me how I would always ask about him. I was so young and I didn’t have my father by my side. I didn’t know who he was. I could only imagine him from the stories my mother would tell me about him.
Even though my father left us, it was for a good reason. I do have to say it was hard growing up without a father. Not being able to look up to someone. My mother would always tell me stories about him. I knew that he was working his butt off for us. He would always wire my mother money and, I would always receive gifts from him. He would send me toys, clothes, and everything I needed. What I did know at that age was that I did have a father and that he did love me very much. I just couldn’t wait to meet him.
My father came to the United States so he could have a better opportunity at being successful. He started off literally washing toilets. With the little money he would earn, he would send it to his family. My father is a very hard worker and, I really admire that about him. I am so thankful for my father, I am truly blessed. With all his hard work and all of his sacrifice, he brought my mother and I to this country. It is true when people say “hard work pays off”. My
6/18/2013
English
Professor Jenkings
Final Draft Hard Work Does Pay Off
When I was born my father had to leave Peru. He left my mother and I to go to the United States. He didn’t leave my mother and I because he didn’t love us anymore. He left us so that he could go work his butt off. He wanted his wife and his son to have a better life. He wanted me to have opportunities that he couldn’t have for himself. Three and a half years passed by, I turned three years old. We had everything we needed. My father never stopped sending us money. Three and a half years that I didn’t get to see my father. Three years a son without a father, I can’t even begin to imagine how my mother felt. My mother always reminds me how I would always ask about him. I was so young and I didn’t have my father by my side. I didn’t know who he was. I could only imagine him from the stories my mother would tell me about him.
Even though my father left us, it was for a good reason. I do have to say it was hard growing up without a father. Not being able to look up to someone. My mother would always tell me stories about him. I knew that he was working his butt off for us. He would always wire my mother money and, I would always receive gifts from him. He would send me toys, clothes, and everything I needed. What I did know at that age was that I did have a father and that he did love me very much. I just couldn’t wait to meet him.
My father came to the United States so he could have a better opportunity at being successful. He started off literally washing toilets. With the little money he would earn, he would send it to his family. My father is a very hard worker and, I really admire that about him. I am so thankful for my father, I am truly blessed. With all his hard work and all of his sacrifice, he brought my mother and I to this country. It is true when people say “hard work pays off”. My