The
first person that came to my mind when I had to write about this topic is my
father. I know it sounds cliché but he is the greatest man I have ever known in
my life. My dad, although strict, is also very patient and loving. He nags a
lot, but he also gives good advises and word of encouragements.
My
father has always been there for me. He would even do simple things like
accompanying me to the doctor when I was sick because I did not want to go
alone. Even when I was facing difficulties in my studies during my polytechnic
phase. I was enrolled into a school and course, both not of my choices. Even
though I tried to appeal to change my course and school, my appeal applications
were rejected. After my father encouraged me to continue with the given course,
I accepted the course and studied for a year. In my second year, I dropped out.
I could not continue studying something I had zero interest in. My father was
initially unhappy about it but he still supported my decision.
I
applied for my choice of course and school the following year when the
application was opened. Again, I was rejected. I thought of just taking up a
private diploma but my father told me to seek help from the members of
parliament (MP) in our area. My father brought me to one of the ‘Meet The
People Session’ to request for the MP to help me appeal into the school of my
choice. True enough, I received a call from Ngee Ann Polytechnic offering me a
course. I accepted the course and did my best in school.
Growing
up, my father always told me stories of the hardship he had gone through when
he was young. Coming from a poor family, my grandparents could not afford to
pay for my father’s and his siblings’ education. My father did not complete his
secondary education and as one of the oldest in the family, he had to take up
odd jobs to provide for the family and his younger siblings’ education. He took
up night classes to receive better certifications in order to get better paid
jobs. He always mentioned how tough it was to get to where he is right now and
how important education was to get a well-paid job.
I
look up to my father and I admire his perseverance to break through the poverty
life and to provide for the family so that all of us can lead a more
comfortable life. Whenever I feel like giving up, I would think of the stories
he told me, the hardships he had gone through and press on with whatever I am
doing. I can never be more grateful to my father for always giving his best to
the family.
Thank you dad.
