Today, I am eighteen years old, graduating high school. I do not regret one thing about my past life. I admire and respect my father in every way. He spent partial time giving me my necessities and also made me into the man I am today. Today I am a hard working man and very appreciative of all the blessings that have been coming my way. With the little I’ve been given, I believe I’ve accomplished a whole. My dad made me perceive that not everything in life is given to you. Life is hard, but I’ve learned how to survive by haven been exposed to the real world at a young…
There are few relationships in my life that could compare to the complexity of the relationship that I share with my father. I grew up hearing stories of his childhood when he grew up in a military family with eleven brothers and sisters, moving from state to state in the deep humid south. I grew up idolizing him because of the crazy wacky adventures that he and his older brother (his best friend) would always be involved in. I always pictured myself in his brother’s shoes living the memories along with my father. He lived in a time where kids could run out of the house in the morning and not have to return until the moon rises, a time of peace and simplicity. In retrospect I think my dad and his brother must have the worst neighbors as they terrorized the banks of the bayous getting wrapped up into all sorts of mischief. In his stories he was presented with several choices, some good, some bad, he didn’t always make the best decisions but he always learned from them and engraved in me the importance of learning from my mistakes, a character trait that was deeply seeded into me since the day I could comprehend English. The reason that my fathers’ life lessons have stuck with me so well is because he doesn’t preach to me about good and bad, he lets me live my life and is always there to help me when I screw up allowing me to live and learn. The lessons that are most important in life are the ones you learn from your mistakes, something that my dad taught me and I’d never forget.…
Growing up, I was always a daddy’s girl. Then, I began to transition to relying on my mother more than father when I started to notice my dad’s absents. Due to away from home military work, my dad missed many milestones in my life like my first leading role play, the first time a rode a bike, and my middle school graduation. Eventually, I realized that my dad was sacrificing his time with his family and risking his life helping make a bigger difference in the world. I learned from the stress, prayers, and fear for my dad that I have to cherish every moment with the people I love. I view my dad as the definition of resilience. I cannot try to explain what my dad went through during his time overseas but he returned to his same ole’ happy, goofy self. My dad taught me that I need to be an independent woman and never to depend on anyone for my success. I will make my dad proud by becoming that educated, independent women, he hopes me to be.…
Coming from a lower middle class family and owning a horse (very expensive) I had to work for everything I have today. Nothing was ever handed to me. My horse and I didn’t spend hours at the trainers getting ready for a horse show, nor did my mother and father do everything for me. My mother pushed me out of my contentment. By her doing this it made me a confident and determined person today. She had me take a college public speaking class that was out of my norm but it matured me greatly. My father taught me gratitude. His life threatening health problems informed me that in a second your whole world can alter around you. He taught me to never take anyone or anything for granted. I appreciate everything I have because of him. My parents gave me the foundations to become the decent human being I am…
When I first met the guy I couldn't stand him. At the time I didn't know his name, and it didn't matter. I mean, he was just the guy who was helping us move into our apartment. It's not like I thought that my mom would end up marrying the guy or anything.…
First, I would like to start off with my respect for my father, the most important man in my life. A lot of children of today’s society are not able to say those words, due to the absence of a father figure. Not to boast about the situation, but it’s no other feeling in the world like it, especially when you are a young man growing up into adulthood. I see my father every day in his older age and weary condition, going to work to provide for our family. I can tell and even see the physical and emotional toll, that life is subduing him. All of this pressure and weight that is put on his back and he still strives through the barriers to provide. Taking on every responsibility for himself, and even the responsibilities of others: that’s a hero. One who deserves to be look at and admired with the highest level of respect. Although I speak about my father with pride, I also respect many other male fathers.…
My father has always been by my side, helping me through everything. We have gone through a lot from how to hold a fork, to riding a bicycle, to walking across that high school graduation stage. He has always been there when I needed him, no matter the circumstance. Through the teenage years, with all the drama and games, I figured he would quit. But he didn’t, not as a father nor a best friend.…
“Sometimes the poorest man leaves his children the richest inheritance. “ This quote was said by Ruth E. Renkel, and I think this quote describes my dad the best. I think this quote describes him because even though we have never had a lot he teaches me how to be thankful for what I do have and to not take anything for granted. My dad teaches me a lot of values like to always have faith, love, and be thankful. He teaches me to have faith because he knows if I have faith then I can get through struggle that I face. He also knows if he can not be there for me that it is okay because God will always be there to protect me and love me. I also personally think that if you have faith you can get through a lot because you always will have it with you to help guide you. Another value that he teaches me to have is love. He teaches me to show love to everyone around me and to love everything that I have. I think to have love makes you a strong person. I think this because if you love someone who has hurt you, then it makes you strong because you overcame something big and forgave that person. Lastly, he teaches me to always be thankful for what I have and to never take something for granted. I think it is really important to always be thankful because often times I do not appreciate all that I have. I also think it is important to not take anything for granted. I think this because when you do not appreciate something that you have, then it might be gone one day and you will miss having it, because you never realized how much it meant to you and never took the time to be thankful for it. My dad is the best because I know he will always be there to support me and love me. He is always there to help me with sports, homework, and in general anything I need help with. I think my dad has taught me so much and has taught me how to be the best person I could ever grow up to be, and I can not thank him enough for that. These are all the reasons that my dad is the…
Growing up in a small family, I witnessed the way my father took an active role in his family. He was the bread-winner of his family, yet he never neglected us. He is a loving father. He cares a lot about his daughters. My dad will do anything for his children. Since I could remember to this present moment, he was always been someone whom I can count on to help me in my time of need. He taught me how to be a better person by respecting myself, respecting others, and being a woman on integrity. He has been a good example for me by instilling strong family bonds; because of him I turn out to be a great mom to my children and a good wife to my husband.…
Growing up in a small town wasn't always easy for me. I felt that I was constantly hiding and denying the person that I was and the life that I lived. I was forced to be someone that I really wasn't due to the fact that I had a "family secret" that I was withholding in order to protect the well-known, family name, Hutcherson. In highschool, no one but family members and close friends knew that I lived with an alcoholic father. As a child I was always taught to keep our family life secret and never let people know the struggles that our family faced. People always thought that I had the best of everything because of the material possessions I accumulated from my dad. They assumed that because our family had money, we were problem free - and oh, how wrong they were! It was until my senior year at Halls High School that I kept leading people on to believe a lie. I finally got tired of feeling as though I was two different people with two different lives.…
I am 26 years old now and I have been married since I was 20 and I have two beautiful boys, and everything I set a new goal and challenge and I accomplish it I thank my dad because I feel he made me the man I am today. Growing up I was a bit difficult and to be quite honest I did not have much of a relationship with my dad, I was always well defended by my mom and I usually always stuck with her. My father was born on Dominican Republic, so his way of living and ways of being where different from what I seen here with my friends and even on Television. Since he had his way and I felt his way was a bad one we never seen eye to eye and we were always distant from one another, as I started to grow and started to make the right choices in life, I noticed his happiness, then I started to realize that my father just wanted the best for all his kids, just that his methods for expressing himself and actions where outdated. I turned over a new leaf with my dad, I consider my father my superhero, my mentor and…
It was raining heavily. The sound of wind and rain mixed with a little boy's sorrowful and plaintive cring.That was me,who was only 6 years old.My mother left me in my grandmother's home stealthily while I was playing chess with my sister.At first I enjoyed funny games with my little buddies,however,I felt so hungry after a while.Thus I went here and there to find my dear mom who could give me something delicious.For obvious reasons,the little poor boy failed.My small heart was full of grievance and anger.As more and more hungry,my tears dropped,meanwhile,I missed my beautiful mummy so much.My old grandmother walked to me with a smile,because she saw me hiding in a corner like a pitiable cat.There was a big red apple in her hand which was for me,nevertheless,I preferred my tender mother."I want to go home.I miss my mom."I cried out.Grandma had no idea about me,consequently,she had to bring me to my home.So happy was I,and I could not wait any more.After my grandma hold me,we were on our way.The rain was cold and the wind roared.So strange were the sounds that I was scared,then my grandmother sang nice songs which made me get rid of the fear.I would be quiet to listen to her,since she sang like a bird.So tired was she that sometimes she carried me on her back.It is a long way to go home,simply because I slept on my grandma's back.While I opened my eyes I saw my dear mother then I screamed,which was a big surprise.When grandmother turn-back I took notice of her wet clothes.After a little while she went back…
Having studied the poetry of Elizabeth Bishop as part of my Leaving Cert course I would very much agree that her poetry gives us a deep insight into both her own life and life in general.…
My father is very lovely father of the world. He is my real hero, best friend, my inspiration and best person of my life I ever seen. He is the person who helps me a lot in getting prepared for the school, getting rise of the bed and getting my home work done well. He always cares for me and calls to my mom in the afternoon to know that whether I have come from school at right time or not. He is very healthy, fit, happiest, peaceful and punctual person. He always goes to the office at right time and teaches us too to go to school at right time. He teaches us the value of time in the life and says that if one wastes his/her time, time ruin his/her life.…
I have met so many people that I can't count them on one hand. Among these people, while there are some people who had passed by my memories, there are other people who were engraved on my memories. Of course, Not all these people had an effect on me, but various people had an effect on me. However, if I have to pick one person who had a special effect on me, I will pick my father without hesitation. However natural answer it may be, it is a meaningful answer for me because he is a special person in my life.…