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| My Father, My Hero!! |
I haven’t seen my father for a year or two. We call each other and use social networking
sites to communicate. Just thinking
about it brings tears to my eyes. My father
decided to leave us and find a job in another country, Saudi Arabia, in order
for him to give us a more comfortable life. He sacrificed his happiness for our happiness
and our welfare. I feel sad thinking
that my father is in a foreign country—living alone, eating alone, watching
alone and sleeping alone. How bitter
would it be? It is indeed hard to
picture such scenario because it breaks my heart.
Even though he feels sad, he always shows us his jolly side.
He talks to us in a cheerful and
high-pitched tone that we can’t even determine if he is faking it or not. It’s not just that, he also helps his family,
especially his mother and his siblings. What
I like about my father is that he thinks of others first before he thinks of
himself. That’s why I chose my father as
my modern hero. He is truly a provider,
a responsible father, a loving husband, a respectful son and a caring brother.
We can say that the notion of a hero might change and it
possibly will. If it ever happens, we
shouldn’t forget the heroes of our past. They are the ones who fought for the mankind
that’s why we are still alive right now. Let us not forget the heroes of our past, the
present and the heroes of our future.

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