My Family, My Mom and Dad, My Heroes

Who is the hero. Is it a person we can never do? Or more. Someone enters our heart and blesses what we do everyday. There is no politics, but everyone who owns that hero is our parents. I can not live without them. They are the backbones making me backbone today. All parents around the world are aware that they are doing something good. This is the reason I wrote this article to prove that they are doing the right things. I know that all parents are not perfect, but they are trying to make the children happy.

My father survived the Holocaust, lost the whole family, fought against guerrillas, and was a mature hero. My mother survived Krisallnacht 78 years ago today. She ran to a French child's house and finally traveled to America. So she educated people and worked to bring various kinds of biases across her adult life. So I called my father. He saw it all. He experienced the failure, crawled from his town into the forest of Poland and survived for several months, he rebelled and came to the United States without doing anything, and he found himself a very successful property developer And made it a philanthropist. After questioning the choices the Americans chose, he told me he did not understand how people voted for playing cards, and "you know, they are I remind you when you voted for Hitler. "

My father was diagnosed as delusive schizophrenia before I met my mother. They hurriedly fell in love - six weeks ago, my mother went to my father's psychiatrist and asked if my father thought they could marry and nurture a family. Dad's contraction tells Mama that his father can completely live a normal life as long as he obeys his prescribed care plan. So, mum and dad got married, they took me and my brother to the world. When I was a child, completely random things happened. My father was bitten by a brown lady duck. He was sick, went to the hospital and received treatment. As I said, this is very random.

Before I came to Copila, my life was very difficult. When I was young, my father left our family. He is alcoholic, I abuse my mother, my brother, and me. My mother is seriously injured and it is difficult to take care of us. My father remarried, but it keeps our life difficult. He seems to want that we are not happy. My favorite part of going to Copyra is that everyone here is here to express my love to me. I did not expect other people to support me. This makes me dream of sharing all the love of the world that my father can not possess. I want to take care of my mother, my brothers, and other women and children who have experienced hardships.