THE PERSON WHO I ADMIRE
I admire my father a lot. He
has been a fighter since he was a child. He did not like to study, so he
started to work very Young. My dad was born in a town called Cañasgordas, there
he studied in the mornings, and in the afternoons he helped his father and his
older siblings with the farm work.
My grandpa was extremely
strict with his children. Once when my father came home from school, he lost a
hat which my grandpa had given him and my dad felt so scared that he decided
not to go home, because he thought that his father would punish him. My dad was
so scared that he stayed one week without going home.
After a week of sleeping in
the park and asking for food in the streets, he decided to come to Medellín, so
he rode in a load car and in that moment he felt a hand touching his shoulder,
so, he looked back to see who was touching him and that person was my
grandfather who had looked for him and finally found him. After an emotional
meeting, they talked a lot of time and at the end, my father came back home.
After some years, my dad got
tired of working in the farm and he decided to come to Medellín definitely.
Already in Medellín, he obtained many Jobs, he lived in different neighborhoods
and he had many girlfriends until he met my mother and after some years of
dating, they married and they had four children of whom I am the youngest.
Throughout his life, my dad
has accomplished many things, he could survive alone in a strange city, he
achieved to get his own house and he got another one for his parents thanks to
his dedication and effort in the job, he has could maintain his marriage for
48 years, he has earned the respect and the love of his wife, his children and
his grandchildren, he has attained that his children being good people, he achieved
his retirement some years ago.
For this and many other
things, my father is the person who I admire.
By Milton Alexis Quintero Acosta
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