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That Was the Last Time I Saw Him
Sitting on the bus chair looking at the warm sun, beautiful sky and listening to the sound of birds along the way to school indicate my mind to think about a person. This person was special. He was the man who thought me braveness. He was the guy who always lent his ear to hear my problem .He was the clown that’s always make people laugh. He was my ultimate Grandfather.
When I was in the age of childhood, he was the one who took care of me. My mother was dead when I was a baby due to serious accident ,so most of the time was my grandfather taking care of me .I can’t really remember how was my mother really looks like, but I will never forget my grandfather’s adorable face. He looked like Elvis Presley which has a bold hair, long legs and sparkling eyes.
His pure and loving heart has cured a lot of my problems in my life. I still remembered that once I was really sad due to my red-crescent society club have lose the state level foot drill competition. When he saw I was sad about this, he come to convince me and said: “Son, don’t give up, there’s always fail before you success. The key to success is never give up.” Those words have given me a lot of support to continue work harder for success. He was a good solider, he fight for the country when he was young in the World War Two. He always shared his experience about the World War two with me during I was free.
He likes to fishing .He told me that fishing is a type of hobby that trained our patience in our life. In the school holidays I will always followed him to the river for fishing .There was a time that I caught I really heavy and big fish, I can’t even stand properly to pull up the fish but my grandfather help me to pull up the rod like a piece of cake. I realize that most of the grandfather in this world was old and weak, but he was different .He was a fit and healthy old man… until the day the devil grabs his soul.
The day that the evil devil grabs my grandfather’s life still vivid on my mind . 21st of

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