Learning from My Father

My father, learning from my father, has a rare autoimmune neuromuscular disease similar to Lou Gehrig disease (ALS). He has muscle problems for several years. He began to lose the power of his feet, but not so much, but in his arms. My father works in a hospital intensive care unit and regularly works in the office. Suddenly, in October 1995, he had to quit his job. Automated immunodiagnosis was accomplished after seeing several different doctors in different cities and seeing different tests.

I think it is fun to share a list of courses I have learned from my father This is a homage to my father's day. The older I am, the more I can realize who I am. This reflects the influence my father gave to my life. As you can imagine, trying to complete the list is considering adding courses, so the length of this list is only 1 mile. Almost all my friends who entered my house were warmly praised by my father. The most common ones are as follows. "Hey, you are beautiful!" A bit clumsy, chubby, it does not matter - the father's compliment is very true, no one doubts him. I remember the surprises and pleasures of the face of some of my friends, and they were not accustomed to being obviously called "beautiful". I told myself that the words of my father gave them confidence in a challenging season There are more than one friends in me.

The value of education is what I learned from my father. I have no chance to receive formal education. My father came to this country without speaking English. He has to teach by himself. He was fascinated by World War II and was constantly reading about the experiences of various countries involved in the war and the experiences he learned without actual service. Without formal education, he contributed to the power axis and contributed to how the United States contributed to this process.

I think what I learned from my father and what my father taught me to grow up, and most people think that is the same person. After years of our nostalgic adventure, what I have learned from him is constantly evolving. My father taught me a very simple thing: (1) how to make the most of the life we ​​gave, and (2) always having fun. Do not get me wrong. My father is not simple about this dual proposal. If he wants to do so, he knows well that he can still enjoy his life and make full use of his life. The unparalleled professional ethics of my father coupled with his willingness to accept no answer is the most valuable quality I have learned and I tried to reflect the quality of my life.