Descriptive Essay On My Best Friend

Nichlaus Schwartz ENGL 110-2469

My Best-friend. My Twin. My Father. What are first impressions? According to Merriam-Webster, an impression is an especially marked and often favorable influence or effect on feeling, sense, or mind. In reality, first impressions are much more than an association, especially living in a world when the masses believe two chances is one too many. First impressions generate or consume the professions we obtain, the dates we land, the colleges we earn, and other circumstances in life. However, society does not realize how considerable first impressions are in our lives, typically judging a person when nothing is even known about them. Imagine sitting in a local restaurant. A small man walks up to the counter

Most people would pass on the opportunity to talk to a stranger in public, especially if said stranger smells like thirty year old grease, but I would encourage it. Why? My father has experienced many lifetimes’ worth of knowledge in his short-lived fifty years.

Tragically, my grandfather was killed in 2000 by a drunk driver, so I truly believe my father is living a life to compensate for my grandfather’s time being cut short. For example, if one needed to learn how to rebuild an engine, build a shed, how to bait a hook, when to plant potatoes, or any random skill, I believe my dad has more than likely mastered the task years ago. Every now-and-then, I catch my dad saying, “I have forgotten more than you have ever learned, Nic.” This may be true, but aside from school, my father teaches me those skills necessary to live a successful and mechanically tolerant

It may be cliché, but my father has helped mold me into the young adult that I am now. In fact, if it was not for his constant tinkering on old tractors, I would not be attending college for engineering. In addition to guiding me towards my dream career, he has uncovered talents of mine that I would have never imagined. As an example, both my father and I are into riding quads and dirt bikes. Furthermore, my father has persuaded me to attempt certain missions, such as driving our tractors on the road to get from field to field or to pull our freakishly long trailer, both of which I was terrified to accomplish. These assignments may appear simple, but my father instilled the confidence in me, enabling me to complete them successfully.

My father is not just a teacher or a father figure to me, but he is my best friend, too. When I was younger, it was next to impossible to find a picture of me without my dad being in said picture. As I have matured, I do not get to spend as much time with him as usual, but when we do hangout, we are typically inseparable. In fact, my mother has to supervise us to make sure my father and I do not wrestle too hard or laugh too loud in public. Aside from being my best friend, I also look like the guy, so I mean, we are practically evil twins, making the family get-togethers more enjoyable and less