My Father Is Deserving Of The Humanitarian Award

There is not many people in life that will have such an impact that will directly change the course of how one spends their time, how one handles problems, and teaches someone what is truly important in life. My grandfather, or as I called him, “Pap” was one of the only people who always believed in me and whatever I wanted to accomplish with my life. My Pap was very inspirational in my life because he taught me through his good example that obstacles can harm but never stop so long as you keep fighting for what is desired. He taught me about resolution, and to never give up no matter the odds and instilled confidence in me that I can do anything so long as I am willing to work for it. He always stressed to me that materialistic things in life do not matter, as long as the family and friends are there for support and love. He directly influenced the way I spend my time and what I enjoy to do.

What I learned and understood about my father through conversations with my older siblings was about the impact of the loss of my grandfather (my father’s father) at an early age, heavy responsibilities taken on at an early age (hardship of the Depression era) to help support his mother and younger siblings. This led him to a strong sense of responsibility and a deep faith. But it all made him seem emotionally unavailable. The hard times for black families dealing with racial discrimination and the horrors of Jim Crow led to strictness that he, in all likelihood, felt was necessary for the survival of his children. There simply was no place for lighthearted fun. This greater understanding led to a stronger connection with my father, and an appreciation for such things as his devotion to having taken care of his family, his integrity, compassion for those less fortunate than himself, and the commitment as a deacon and Sunday school teacher.

As a child of immigrant parents, one person I will undoubtedly look up to is my dad.I admire him more than anything. He’s the one who made all these sacrifices just so his kids wouldn’t have to go through the hardships he did. He grew up in a third world country. Growing up, I rarely saw him because he was so busy working and trying to find superlative possible circumstances so his own children could flourish and aim high. He was going to have the optimal for his kids and nothing less. I never had a good relationship with my mom because of how high her standards were. She was never content with what my dad gave her or what I did for her. She had a tendency to say rude things and seemed unappreciative which is why I leaned towards my dad for

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

My father was something of a paradox. On the one hand he stands out in my mind for his stories, his wit, and the fire of his opinions. Anyone who's argued with him, and that's quite a few of us, knew that he had strong opinions and argued them with zeal. On the other hand, at the same time, he was a quiet man, who kept a lot of what he felt on the inside, someone who taught more by example than by lecture.

His strength and knowledge have saved others and even my own life. My own experience was not very terrifying due to the fact that he knew what was wrong with me, my diabetes caused me to experience a low blood sugar to the point of nearly passing out. My father was able to help me feel perfectly fine within fifteen minutes. My father is a man of great integrity and ability who will literally give you the shirt off his back if you needed it. He is why I am alive today and countless others in our community. My experience with these characteristics with my father are more unnoticeable, but one such image that stands out in my mind, is the countless trauma calls he has taken me on. One such experience was the night, a man, broke his leg to the point that it was next to his head. The man was severely drunk and kept trying to leave, my father struggled with the man until he calmed down enough that they could help him. He struggled with many people that night,trying to provide proper care, even while the man’s friends tried to impede him at every turn. His effort in helping that man, even though they were belligerent and idiotic is why he is a

I believe I should receive this award because I have proven throughout my school career (and more specifically, my high school career) that I am a very capable student who is persistent and able to excel, even when under troubling circumstances. My ability to “bounce back” after suffering from events that have seriously and negatively impacted my life is a trait that is, I believe, rare in students today, as the demands of in modern teenagers’ educational and social lives grow and will likely continue to grow in the near future. During my high school year, I have struggled with an eating disorder, a parent’s loss of work, the death of a friend, and a severe health issue on the part of my mother. Yet, despite this, I have successfully maintained

The humanitarian award is an award, that shows others that one person is over all an amazing person. It is earned through hard work and dedication for a community and or a group of people. My grandpa deserves the humanitarian award in my opinion because he's, outgoing, caring, and generous to others. He will go out of his way to help nearly anyone. He is 75 years old he will be turning 76 in February.

Although I didn't know your dad very well, when I met him several times and from all the stories about him you told me, I did come to realize his great kindness and compassion towards those less fortunate than him. And I do know that he was very highly respected throughout this community and profession, and his good works changed the lives of many.

Growing up with a father that was never around and a father figure that also left was hard, but it taught me that I don’t need a father to rely on. I have myself and my mom, and as long as I don’t forget who I am I

When asked who was the most influential person in my life without any hesitation I knew it was my father. My father has impacted my life greatly and has helped me become the person I am today. He has helped me in many ways; he pushes me to be the best, he is always there for me, and he possesses good qualities that I try to obtain.

The Humanitarian award is an award that recognizes the work of persons in communities throughout the United states and Internationally. The award is given to people who dedicate their time to fighting indifference, intolerance, and injustice and whose accomplishments are consistent with the goals of a foundation. Some actions that can get an individual nominated are: Aiding those that are less fortunate/in need, Eliminating the pain of others, or just being a positive influence in their community (inspire change). In order for someone to get nominated, that individual have to be organizations, they have to support a charity, and the individual has to be legally established for at least five years in order to be considered.

My father, Alan Snyder, is the most hard working, dedicated person I know. He is the man that taught me the skills I need to achieve my goals and succeed in life. When I told my parents that I wanted to be an elementary school teacher, they told me they would be right there to help me throughout my journey. Both of my parents came to college visitation day

I want to share some of my experiences that my Dad and I have shared together. He has taught me that I can overcome anything that comes my way. He has helped me to become truthful. These experiences have shown me that lying gets you nowhere in life. Also has helped me to be on time and arrive at least 20 or 30 minutes early. One of the other ones were that hard work pays off in the end because without hard work we would not be as happy as we are now.

My father is an ordinary man in the eyes of the "blind." Many see my father through the sins he has committed; however, I see him through the deeds he has completed. He may not appear to have many talents, but he takes each small gift into hand to serve others. My dad holds a personal responsibility of helping others and understands that even the smallest things matter. He also looks to help other in their most desperate of times, whether by donating funds to help them survive another week or giving them his time to accomplish their goals. He sacrifices all that he has to better others, and in return God takes care of him. For all the good my father has done, a whole lot of bad happens to him; yet, there always in someone who gives him his next path to keep my dad on his feet.