The Loss In 2008, at the time, I was living with my family. I lived in Lakewood, Ohio with my mom,dad, and my younger siblings.We lived in a one story house with my brother, which was the youngest, and my sister, which was the second youngest.Then there's my mom, dad, and I. As I was the oldest, by about three to four years apart from my siblings, I was the only one going to school, while my siblings stayed at home still not ready for school. I thought it was unfair that I was the only one going to school, and got to miss out on things they did at home , or if they left and went somewhere without me. My dad was my role model because I used to always look up to him, and love to do whatever he did. He used to always take me to go fishing or even to go feed the birds bread.I just saw my dad as like, one of the coolest super heroes.Not only was it just him, but i always loved his side of the family way more then my mom’s side of the family. I remember one time he brought all of my cousins to our house, and he let us stay up late playing the Wii. He also ordered pizza that night, so that was also why it was such a blast. My dad had the …show more content…
next to each other on the couch. I was so happy for the next morning, because I was having a pizza party with my teacher.So the night before I ended up falling asleep next to my dad on the couch, when we were watching t.v. The next morning I wake up with a smile on my face and ready for whatever is ahead. I get up eat, brush my teeth, and do whatever I needed for me to go. I told my mom get up let’s go. She tells me go get the keys from your dad while I get dressed. I run to my dad and try to wake him up and nothing was working. I told my mom he’s not waking up. So then, she tries and nothing is working. I didn’t really know what was going on I was so confused.Then my mom starts crying and then I realized something happened, also watching my brother and sister come near me and my
In my life, my grandfather has always been my role model. He valued his beliefs and always abides by his values. My grandfather is a pastor. His leadership position in church gave him many responsibilities. I was never disappointed because he always tried to live an honest life. He was always trustworthy, reliable and responsible not just in church but also for his family. People followed his lead because he was always true to his words; he literally practiced what he preached. Credibility was the basic foundation for my grandfather’s leadership position. His credibleness has helped the church stay
My father is my biggest role model and always will be. He has taught me everything I know.
I am an undocumented student at UC Davis. When I am asked a simple question such as, "describe your personal experiences", I ask myself: Where do I begin?
When I lost my father, I lost my role model for most of the formative years my of life. Without a role model, I could have very easily failed to follow their footsteps into a strong, well rounded individual. However, while lacking a male role model, I was very fortunate to still be in a strong home with my mother. Watching her persevere through those years after losing her husband helped shape me into who I am today.
I chose my father as my ethical role model because out of everyone who has taught me throughout my life, I think he tried to impart the most. One time, right after the 2008 presidential election, he told me that he "raised me to be a democrat", which is an interesting statement for two reasons because 1: as a Catholic family, the Church requires we be Republicans and 2: because he never told me to be a democrat. This anecdote is important because it shows how my dad taught me about things indirectly, through things he says or does to others, but not with just commands to me. He taught me life is not just about right and wrong but it's about helping people and experiencing new things.
My dad was my first example of what a true gentleman is, and has always set an amazing example for me. My relationship with him has showed me what love is, and I know that I am extremely blessed to have him in my life. He is extremely hard working, and deserves so much more than he gets. I know I am the luckiest girl in the world, because I got the best father that anyone could ask for. That is why I hope to be able to take him to Alaska one day, and hear even more about his time
In my mind, my dad had to be one of the best out there. My dad was the center of my life as a kid, trying to follow his every step. When I was a kid I had spent my free time building model houses out of anything I could find laying around: Legos, Lincoln logs, and such things. I could go down into the basement in the morning, and not
It was me and my friend in my car. We had drove over to St Louis, Missouri during the summer. We were 9 hours away when we had decided it was time to drive back home to Des Moines.
My dad is always happy to help. He always has time to assist me with whatever I need. Sometimes when I don't comprehend a certain thing on my homework, he works through the problem with me until I fully understand how to solve it myself. He is very inquisitive and is always showing me diverse ways to solve my problems If I have to do chores around the house, he is always the first one I call. He and I work together as a team and finish them. Also, I speak two languages, so it is a little hard when I am talking to my parents to not get the two mixed up. Luckily, my dad helps me by correcting me if I mispronounce a word or phrase and reminds every time I make that same mistake so it sticks in my head forever. That way when I'm talking to my grandparents or other family members, I know how to speak properly.
Thumbs Out A girlfriend of mine once defended me to her father by saying, calmly, “Not everyone who wanders is lost.” The dad kicked me out of the house anyway. But the damage had been done. Not everyone who wanders is lost.
It was dark that night, I was nervous that this dreadful day was going to get worse. Sunday, October 23, 1998 I wanted to start writing this to tell about the weird things i’m starting to see in this new neighborhood. Gradually I keep seeing pots and pans on the sink suddenly move to the floor. I would ask my sister but she is out with my mom and dad getting the Halloween costumes. When they got home I didn’t tell them what I saw because i've seen Halloween movies and I have to have dissimulation otherwise the ghost will come out and get me first. October 24, 1998 I think I got a little nervous yesterday with the whole ghost thing. 12:32pm, Went to eat lunch with the family today and I go to get my coat. I heard the words furious and madness,
My grandma is my role model because she has accomplished so much and been through so much in her life. She is a very beautiful person, but very stubborn in what she believes and wants. Its almost impossible to get her to change her mind. She is always telling me how proud she is of me and has pretty high expectations of me. My mom is also a role model for me because she had a rough childhood and after she started a family she went back to college she is still attending college now, she gives me motivation to never give up and reminds my of how good my life is
It was around 2:00pm and it was time to open presents. I started with opening friend’s presents then I opened families. I was finally done opening all my presents. I looked around at all the people, who were looking at me and my dad was nowhere to be. That was the only present that I was looking forward too. The party ended and my dad didn’t show up, my little four years old hopes were in the ground, it was like I could feel my heart ripping appart. I looked at my mom and she mouthed I’m sorry, my faced turned rosy red and my eyes filled with tears. From that moment on my life was never the same. It was a dark cloudy day and I was going to see my dad. We were playing the game Sorry and he was winning. I was the yellow player and he was the green player, he was laughing and smiling the whole time. I wouldn’t have wanted to spend my Friday afternoon any other way. When the game was over he asked me to clean up the game while he went out to smoke a cig. When he entered the room and the game wasn’t picked up, he went crazy. His eyes seemed to turn a dark almost black color. It was like he was a completely different person when he came back
My dad is a hero to me because he shows me strength he explains the bad choices he has made in his life so that I can make the good choices. If it wasn’t for my mom and Jesus, my dad wouldn’t be who he is today. My dad is a man of honor to My Lord and Savior. He shows me that if I ever need help with a decision, I need to either go to him or ask God for help. When my dad started working here in Greeley, he, my mom, and I all had to make a decision to move up here. My mom and I didn’t get to see my dad a lot in Trinidad, so that’s when my mom said we were going to move up here to be him.
My grandfather was my role model because he would always help others. He was a doctor, and he would treat patients, even if they could not pay him. It did not matter to him. All that mattered was that he was able to help someone.