How Does My Father Influence Me

Of all of the people I have encountered in my life so far, my father is the one to leave the greatest impact. I remember my dad would always ask me “ do you want to be the boss or be bossed? ” These word are what drives me to work hard and try my best in everything that I do. Maybe it was the fact that I have seen him grow so much over the years that his words and actions have affected me so much today. Through these words and actions I have been able to think of what i want to do and where I want to be in life after I graduate high school.

My dad supports me in everything that I do. He comes to my cross country and track meets and my basketball games. He gives me tips and pointers on how to do better in sports, school, and life. This summer my cross country team participated in a Ragnar Relay run. The course was 202.8 miles- from Winona to St. Paul, Minnesota. My dad came along and encouraged and supported us along the way. He is like a coach. I know my dad will always have my back.

My father is the most special person in my life. He is a very intelligent and kind-hearted man. He runs his own business, and he works hard to support our family financially and emotionally. Although he is busy with work, he manages to make time for me and family. Every day, he takes out time for me to acknowledge my daily life and makes jokes that bring a smile to my face. My father has always been there for me at moments of joy and times of hardship. No matter how terrible the situation might seem, he always can look at the positive aspects of the situation and says, “Stay positive. Be happy. Don’t let the negativity ruin your day!” Therefore, whenever I face struggles and weaknesses, I remind myself that I am strong and live for the day.

My relationship with my father had shaped all my experiences with my friends, family, school and even careers.

From a very early age my Dad had taught me resilience. I didn’t even know what that word was as a little girl, but I knew exactly what it meant. Never giving up. The way your character grows, the different perspective you see things, and the content feeling of accomplishment. My Dad inspires me to go above and beyond expectations, and has always told me to set a goal and go for it. I give him a lot of credit for my academic, and athletic achievements due to him always displaying his hard work ethic, and his involvement in my life.

Both my mom and my dad have taught me numerous life lessons they learned through their own life experiences. For instance, my dad’s abusive aunt kicked him out of the house at the age of fifteen. Luckily, he still graduated high school and moved on to join the Navy Seals so he would be able to afford and attend universities. Unfortunately, in one of the missions he sustained an injury, but he recovered and attended law school, even though the doctors thought that he would need assistance for the rest of his life. My mom immigrated here to the United States and vowed to herself that she would be successful and help people while doing so.

After we finished breakfast, I see my dad return to the line and ask for a breakfast order. I tell him in a joking tone, you stayed hungry? He told me, it's not for me. When we left the fast food, he stopped the car near the person who was in the parking lot and gave him the breakfast. The face of that person touched my heart, thanked my father and filled him with blessings. With that gesture my dad showed me, what he has told me thousands of times; it is important to be compassionate with others. My dad has always been my hero, my role model; but that day he taught me what it means that an action is worth more than a thousand words. My father didn’t need to use the authority to make me understand that it was important to be compassionate with our peers, only his genuine example and legitimacy are

He shows us his strength every day by being there for us when we are sad and he always has the strength to put smiles on are faces and he never gives up on trying to make us laugh. He has always told

Growing up, my dad has always been very influential in my literacy processes. He would always stress to me the importance of reading; rather it was reading in the newspaper or reading a book. My father would always talk to me about the African-American history of slaves and when segregation was taking place in America. Besides the fact that my dad would always tell me about the history, getting to know my African American culture became very interesting to me. Besides the reading aspect of my literacy process, my dad didn’t know too much about technology such as computers. He would only stress to me that I watch what I write on social media sites, because I never knew who was watching.

Growing up, we are all surrounded by people who shape our future. They shape your thoughts, actions and even interests. In my life, my dad has influenced that the most. When someone asks me to describe my dad, I find it one of the hardest things to do, but the least I can say is that he is an intelligent, sacrificing man. When I was seven years old, my family moved here to the U.S. My father had sacrificed by leaving the country in which he spoke its language, work that he worked years on building, and the place where he grew up and shared his memories. All that was for my bother and myself, and on top of that my father never failed to remain a refuge to me. I can’t help but remember this one day, where I came home from school, because I was hardly able to make friends. He came inside my room, sat beside me on the bed, and took me in his warm, comforting arms. Between every tear and the other I was fighting to catch my breath, and in doing that, I was able to smell his Bond No. 9, reminding me that he was right there. Right there to wipe away any worry I had within me. He always knows exactly how to make things right, and helped me do what was in the best interest for me. In the tragic play Romeo and Juliet, by William Shakespeare, we see quite an interesting father: Lord Capulet. The conflicting personality of Lord Capulet progresses throughout the book. Lord Capulet is considered a democratic tender father, but is flawed with being submissive to the society around him,

The happiest, most exciting memories I hold on to are often accompanied by a country song, whether it be playing in the background, or roaring over the speakers. Songs are written for people to feel and relate to the emotion the songwriter and singer put behind the lyrics. Growing up having my dad be my role model and most influential person in my life, I often find myself in things that remind me of him or our memories, along with songs that describe a girl who is fearless and lives on the edge at times, as if there are no consequences. For me, this is especially true listening to the song “She Ain’t Right,” by Lee Brice, which highlights my personality and strength I got from my dad, my sense of fearlessness, and my constant seeking out of adventure.

It was the summer of 2002, my father had come clean to my mother about his drug abuse and admitted to have taken me with a few times to the houses. I remember meeting children and having to hang out with them in a bedroom for a few hours. Although my father did this to our family, he was adamant to make life better for us. He worked two jobs, went to rehab, and went to college at the age of 27 to get his degree in finance and criminal justice just to make it up to my mother and I. This determination to pay back what he had taken has stuck with me ever since; I’m determined to do what I want in life because of him. My father made sure we would never have to have government assistance anymore for food etc., and he stuck true to that claim

A good chunk of my life outside of school was being with my dad and helping him while he was recovering from the surgeries. I knew my dad needed help so rather than hanging out with my friends I devoted my free time to him. There was a time when my father couldn't get out of bed by himself. My Grandfather and I would have to help him walk anywhere in the house. I would have to cook dinner and clean the house for us. I knew he wouldn’t be able to jump out of bed and everything would be back to normal. There was times when I had to bathe him, change his clothes for him, and do his laundry. Even now that my dad is recovered from his surgeries fatigue still kicks in and we can really only do something together for

Growing up I learned through my mother's strength to be dedicated to making a change in my life. To work hard for what is right no matter what obstacles I had to fight through. Although I treasure my mother's efforts, I wish my father would have been there to guide me through life's lessons; I wish he would be here today to be proud of everything I have acquired.

My dad taught me a lot of things about life, whether he'd meant to or not. He taught me that, everyone is human, and that I shouldn't be quick to judge someone.