How I Met My Hero
The Day I met my Hero.
I had always been the girl to throw money on useless things. At that time I didn’t care about anything except brands and designers. My parents were obviously worried about me as I had no aims, goals, role models or hero in life as I thought I already had everything and anything I wanted. And as I had just started my last year in high school my parents wanted me to actually graduate with good marks and go to university, which seemed useless to me. But that all changed when I met my hero, Warren Buffet.
My dad came in my room calling out my name, ’’Amelia! Where are you?’’ He asked.
‘’In my closet, Dad’’ I replied as I sorted out the things I didn’t want anymore.
‘’ What are you doing in there,’’ he said walking in ‘’ God I swear your closet is bigger than that girl who comes on the television’’ he said tilting his head.
‘’First of all I’m sorting out the things I’m going to throw away as I don’t want then anymore and second of all my closet IS bigger than Hannah Montana’s’’ I said putting pressure on the word ‘Is’.
‘’Your throwing away your Gucci bag?’’ He asked shocked and confused.
‘’ Yes I don’t like them anymore and I have plenty more Gucci’s so don’t worry dad.’’ He took a deep breath, shaking his head he started speaking.
‘’ Your Grandfather wants you to meet his best friend, Warren Buffet, tomorrow night at dinner so no plans for tomorrow night.’’
‘’ Whose Warren Buffet?’’ I said confused.
‘’ Warren buffet is one of the world’s richest man and your grandfathers best friend.’’
‘’ And I’m meeting him because...’’
‘’ because I want you learn a few things from him. Be ready by seven thirty.’’ He said walking out. What could I possibly learn from one of the richest man, how to be more snobby and rich?
The next day my grandfather picked me up by eight o clock. He was half an hour late and I was angry that I had to wait for half an hour. As we arrived at my favorite Chinese restaurant my grandfather looked at me and said
I had always been the girl to throw money on useless things. At that time I didn’t care about anything except brands and designers. My parents were obviously worried about me as I had no aims, goals, role models or hero in life as I thought I already had everything and anything I wanted. And as I had just started my last year in high school my parents wanted me to actually graduate with good marks and go to university, which seemed useless to me. But that all changed when I met my hero, Warren Buffet.
My dad came in my room calling out my name, ’’Amelia! Where are you?’’ He asked.
‘’In my closet, Dad’’ I replied as I sorted out the things I didn’t want anymore.
‘’ What are you doing in there,’’ he said walking in ‘’ God I swear your closet is bigger than that girl who comes on the television’’ he said tilting his head.
‘’First of all I’m sorting out the things I’m going to throw away as I don’t want then anymore and second of all my closet IS bigger than Hannah Montana’s’’ I said putting pressure on the word ‘Is’.
‘’Your throwing away your Gucci bag?’’ He asked shocked and confused.
‘’ Yes I don’t like them anymore and I have plenty more Gucci’s so don’t worry dad.’’ He took a deep breath, shaking his head he started speaking.
‘’ Your Grandfather wants you to meet his best friend, Warren Buffet, tomorrow night at dinner so no plans for tomorrow night.’’
‘’ Whose Warren Buffet?’’ I said confused.
‘’ Warren buffet is one of the world’s richest man and your grandfathers best friend.’’
‘’ And I’m meeting him because...’’
‘’ because I want you learn a few things from him. Be ready by seven thirty.’’ He said walking out. What could I possibly learn from one of the richest man, how to be more snobby and rich?
The next day my grandfather picked me up by eight o clock. He was half an hour late and I was angry that I had to wait for half an hour. As we arrived at my favorite Chinese restaurant my grandfather looked at me and said