My Loving Father
If you were to pick one person out of the whole entire world that influences you the most who would it be? Would it be someone close to you are a famous athlete? I don’t know about you but my hero would definitely be my father. He would be my hero because he is strong both mentally and physically, he is very thoughtful for himself and others, and he also is very smart.
My dad (Keith Edwards) was born in 1968 and grew up in East Chicago. My dad has 2 sisters (Ruthie, Chrissie) and 1 step sister (Mary). My dad grew up loving sports but never really playing any, he did spend a lot of his free time assembling and customizing bikes and scooters. That was one of his favorite hobbies as a kid. He loved to go riding around the block with his friends on his motor powered scooter. Sadly when he was eight his dad died of a brain tumor. He doesn't know or remember much about his father- Wesley Edwards, all he knows is that he was a detective for the East Chicago police department. Then slowly my dad got over the death of his father and he moved on to high school and he attended Bishop Noll catholic school. He liked to have some fun but wasn’t always hit the books kind of kid, his grades were decent but he still made it to college. But in high school he was a cheerleader (lifter). A funny thing about
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The next chapter in my dads life was college, He went the Ball state university. Here he met my mom Laura Edwards(Morris). They met in the rec. room and my mom was a sophomore and my dad was a freshman. And there they fell in love and 4 years later my dad...
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...d be today. So that is why my dad is my hero in my eyes. And I want to know, who is yours?
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Who is your hero? If that question was asked to a group of people, some might think of loved ones or family, and some may talk about doctors, firemen, or even a teacher. However, most would probably say their hero was some celebrity or star athlete. While some celebrities and athletes can justifiably be labeled "heroes", there are some people who may appear to be heroic, but lead a completely different life off the field.
When I was a young child, my dad was my idol and hero. He seemed to know everything and had the solution to every problem. Any difficulty I had, anything I didn’t understand, my dad had the answer to everything. It seemed like it was every day that he taught me a new valuable life lesson and always had wise advice to share. My dad used to work all day long in Boston and my brother and I would wait by the door to greet him with a crushing hug as soon as he came home. I used to wait eagerly for my dad to come to my room to read me a bedtime story and then tuck me into bed. My dad could do no wrong. He was right about everything and knew how to deal with anything. However, as I grew older, my convictions changed and the image I had of my dad fragmented.
In writing about an important person in my life, there are a number of people that I could discuss. But, I feel that the person who is very special to me and one who has been the most influential, is my dad.
The one person who has influenced my life the most is my dance teacher from middle school, Mrs Linden. Mrs Linden is the dance teacher at Sunnymead Middle School, and has taught there for many years. She was my dance teacher for all three years that I was there, as she inspired me alot. My life has changed for the better since I met her because she has taught me to fight for what I want and to not give up on something I love which is dance. She believed in me when many did not.
My father was always there for me, whether I wanted him to be or not. Most of the time, as an adolescent trying to claim my independence, I saw this as a problem. Looking back I now realize it was a problem every child needs, having a loving father. As hard as I tried to fight it, my dad instilled in me the good values and work ethic to be an honest and responsible member of society. He taught me how to be a good husband. He taught me how to be a good father. He taught me how to be a man. It has been 18 years since my father’s death, and I am still learning from the memories I have of him.
My mother is my hero because she has taught me to treat others with compassion, thoughtfulness, and generosity. She taught me that those values were important in the best way, by living her own life according to them. She didn’t just tell me about values she felt were important, she lived by them. I have always admired my mother and felt so blessed to have her in my life. I know I am a better person for having her for a mother.
Before I knew it I was already a junior in high school and life was had taken a turn for the best. My now current step dad John who had been dating my mom for around 3 years by then decided to purpose to my mom. Things got even more exciting when they told me that we were going to be building a brand new house in the same area and to top that off my mom for the first time ever promised this would be our last move, and has kept that promise ever
I think the most influential people in my life are my parents. They are always there when I need them and sometimes when I think that I don't. They have taught me the value of honesty. I feel that they are the soul reason why I turned out the way I did. I don't drink or do drugs because they have taught me they are wrong and unhealthy. I was taught to respect my self as well as others.
Love is something that every person needs and almost every person falls in love to someone or something. Almost every person experiences the first love and remembers it for rest of his or her life. I can define the first love as when one person has extreme feelings for another person for the first time. First love is not something that we can forget. First love is one of the best experiences I ever had. My first love is my crush. An interesting thing was that the person I had a crush on also had the same feeling for me. I never thought that someone would have a crush on me. My first love is my current girlfriend, the gorgeous beauty queen Jalila. There were lots of nice moments that I had with her which is just a memory now, and I like to share these memories.
Everyone has had accomplishments in their life, and behind those accomplishments is someone who has had an impact on their life. My mother is my greatest influence for several reasons. She supports me, and the decisions I make, showed me that success comes from hard work, she inspires me and taught me to always believe in myself.
I have met many people so far in this life, but the person I enjoy remembering the most is my husband Jeff. He was born and raised in Tennessee. He is six feet tall, weighs two hundred sixty seven pounds,he has dark brown eyes, and such a nice smile. His hair is jet black with just a few silver and white strands throughout. He is a very big and strong character of a man. And yet he is the most gentle, kind and caring man that I have ever met. Jeff has a sexy southern drawl to his voice. The one person who has influenced my life greatly is my husband, the first reason being because of his positive attitude, his intelligence, and the way he expresses his love.
It was on a Friday morning at 4:30 A.M. that happiness and joy filled the hearts of both my parents. I was born on November 29, 1996 at Broward General Hospital in Fort Lauderdale Florida. My parents had five children, and among the five children that they had, I was the third (or middle) child from them. It started off as two boys, then I came along as the first girl, after it was another boy, then finally, another baby girl; so total was three boys and two girls. The way that my parents lived and treated each other was the same as if any other married couple that loved each other so much. They’ve gone through a lot to get to where they are now today, but they made it and along the way had us five children. They have been really strong with each other which made them only have the five of us and no other step children. My mom is a great cook and enjoy cooking for us; this is probably where my passion for culinary comes from. My dad is an amazing tailor, he is very good at making our clothes, and my passion for fashion probably came from him. My dad is also a teacher, one of the best math teacher I know, he is passionate about his job and his family is the center of his universe. I cannot finish this chapter without mentioning my grandmother, I was lucky enough to have ever met. I had spent part of my life time with her, like the rest of the family she is sweet, my grandmother Abelus,
When asked who their hero is, most people respond with the name of an athlete or an actress/actor. When asked who my hero is I would have to respond with a simple three letter word: mom. My mother has been the greatest inspiration in my life and is the main reason that I am where I am and who I am today.
My hero is my dad. He is my superman. He is my leader. My dad is a dad who motivates me and keeps me going, even when I want to give up. He is there for me when I don’t want to try anymore and he always keeps me going. Of all the heroes in the world, my dad is at the top of the list.
When I was young, I drew a picture of my mother. It was her standing in a yard with a house in the background. It wasn't our house, and my mother looked like anyone but herself. Dressed entirely in green, with green hair and a green expression on her green face, she stood in front of a green two-story house surrounded by a green landscape. Green was her favorite color, and I wanted to make a surprise out of the drawing for her.