The story of my life.
When I was a kid , I was a very happy child . I have a father who always spoiled me , always cheer me up with his jokes , always gave me the goods that I ask . when I was in elementary school , my dad was a nomads who then had to stop working and go home because of illness . therefore my father lived in the village with us . when I was in junior high school , my father always providing me about lunch to take to school . when I was in high school my father often drove me to school . if
I asked for money for a purpose beyond the needs of the school , he
never asked me what for any money that I 'm asked, but he always asked how much
that I need. if momy angry at the father and have a fight , mom will inhabit with father . When I was in college , I lived in a dorm , I do not know how the state of the house for 24 hours . Both of my parents often disagreement because of economic reasons . My father always talk me by phone if they quarrel and asked me to persuade mom to round out his anger .
At the end of the course, my father was ill and should be treated in the hospital, I should be busy going back and forth from campus to the hospital to see the condition of my father every day, at the same
time I was busy with thesis examination. That I was very regret and made me cry many of the days coz finally my father left all of us forever a week before the my graduation ceremony is held. I used to think dad would look at me with a robe in my head, smiling and proud of me, but it never. My mom only who came to see me. Still, I remain thankful in all things, because my father had taught me. I dedicate the graduation to my deceased father.
My father once told me: Work is very painful and tiring, but it jobless can kill your mind.
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