Hi everyone. This is the my first draft of the topic :"someone that influenced me". I know i am not a good writer! I hope you can help me to make this essay work! I appreciate all of your helps! Thank you!
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... "Are you studying? "
- "Umm, not really. I am writing an essay for application."
- "What is it about?"
- "It is about a person who has a significant impact on me"
- "Have you chosen someone yet?"
- "Yes. I've already had one. It's you, Daddy" ...
Nearly nineteen years is a long enough time for me to realize the significant influence my dad has had on me. He is not only a successful man, but also a dad with many respected characteristics, who is a model for his children. Being nurtured by and living with him, I have learned many of those characteristics and developed some of his interests which also become my interests now. Because of him, I am the person of who I am today.
My childhood was full of my dad's stories told by my grandmother whenever she came to visit us on summer. They were the stories of how my dad had to start working from the very young age since my grandparents were very poor, of how he transplanted and harvested rice for rich families to earn some money to buy book and of how he spent every single second of his free time on studying. Thanks to his effort, my dad was the only person of ... to pass the university entrance exam and sent to Bulgaria for college because of his high scores. For a little girl like me, at that time, these stories just brought me the feeling of being proud of my dad. As time goes by, I realize that these stories are indeed valuable lessons of nonstop trying for me. Thanks to my dad, I now have more opportunities than he did before; if I do not strive to get my goals, I would feel very embarrassed to him. Furthermore, these stories also nurtured in me a wish - the wish of having the ability to provide my parents a happy life when they get older because without their continuous effort, I would never have a good life like I do today. For making it come true, I know I will have to try harder.
The influence my dad has not only on my thought and my characteristic but also on my interest. Since he is very interested in Math, I was familiar with math since I was a little girl. My dad was the one who built up the passion of Math on me. When I was at primary school, my mom used to work all day and just came back home after 8 p.m; therefore, I spent most of my times with dad who returned from work at 5 p.m. After finishing all the house works and cooking dinner, we started studying Math together in the garden in front of my parent's bedroom. I was brought to the world of logic, numbers and inquisition by many interesting "Children Mathematics" magazine's Math exercises which did not require me to work much with number but to reason to find out the solutions. The reward for each of my correct solution without dad's supporting was a big bag of Milk Cow candy. But there were also times that I did not receive any candy bag for months. It has been several years from these nights do I realize that what I have learned are not only many interesting math exercises but also the independence and logical thought in solving any of my own problems.
.. Knock, knock, knock
- Come in!
- Hey girl, staying up late is not good for your health! You could be less beautiful!
- Ok, I know daddy! Don't stay up late, too!
Turning off the light, I am back to my lovely bed. Three meters from my room, in my parent's bedroom, my dad is still working. At this moment, I feel love and respected for my dad more than ever. Tomorrow is coming and there will be another challenge for me. And I will continue to strive, strive for myself and for the biggest Milk Cow candy bag for my effort: the ability to bring my parent a happy
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... "Are you studying? "
- "Umm, not really. I am writing an essay for application."
- "What is it about?"
- "It is about a person who has a significant impact on me"
- "Have you chosen someone yet?"
- "Yes. I've already had one. It's you, Daddy" ...
Nearly nineteen years is a long enough time for me to realize the significant influence my dad has had on me. He is not only a successful man, but also a dad with many respected characteristics, who is a model for his children. Being nurtured by and living with him, I have learned many of those characteristics and developed some of his interests which also become my interests now. Because of him, I am the person of who I am today.
My childhood was full of my dad's stories told by my grandmother whenever she came to visit us on summer. They were the stories of how my dad had to start working from the very young age since my grandparents were very poor, of how he transplanted and harvested rice for rich families to earn some money to buy book and of how he spent every single second of his free time on studying. Thanks to his effort, my dad was the only person of ... to pass the university entrance exam and sent to Bulgaria for college because of his high scores. For a little girl like me, at that time, these stories just brought me the feeling of being proud of my dad. As time goes by, I realize that these stories are indeed valuable lessons of nonstop trying for me. Thanks to my dad, I now have more opportunities than he did before; if I do not strive to get my goals, I would feel very embarrassed to him. Furthermore, these stories also nurtured in me a wish - the wish of having the ability to provide my parents a happy life when they get older because without their continuous effort, I would never have a good life like I do today. For making it come true, I know I will have to try harder.
The influence my dad has not only on my thought and my characteristic but also on my interest. Since he is very interested in Math, I was familiar with math since I was a little girl. My dad was the one who built up the passion of Math on me. When I was at primary school, my mom used to work all day and just came back home after 8 p.m; therefore, I spent most of my times with dad who returned from work at 5 p.m. After finishing all the house works and cooking dinner, we started studying Math together in the garden in front of my parent's bedroom. I was brought to the world of logic, numbers and inquisition by many interesting "Children Mathematics" magazine's Math exercises which did not require me to work much with number but to reason to find out the solutions. The reward for each of my correct solution without dad's supporting was a big bag of Milk Cow candy. But there were also times that I did not receive any candy bag for months. It has been several years from these nights do I realize that what I have learned are not only many interesting math exercises but also the independence and logical thought in solving any of my own problems.
.. Knock, knock, knock
- Come in!
- Hey girl, staying up late is not good for your health! You could be less beautiful!
- Ok, I know daddy! Don't stay up late, too!
Turning off the light, I am back to my lovely bed. Three meters from my room, in my parent's bedroom, my dad is still working. At this moment, I feel love and respected for my dad more than ever. Tomorrow is coming and there will be another challenge for me. And I will continue to strive, strive for myself and for the biggest Milk Cow candy bag for my effort: the ability to bring my parent a happy