The Importance Of The Father And My Father

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.

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 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.

“My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.” Jim Valvano. My dad is the best guy in the world. There are two main reasons that I would like to pay tribute to my dad; my dad was there for me when I needed him the most, and he also believed in me when I did not.

My greatest and by far most kind, loving, empathetic, and influential hero is my loving Father, Randy Day. The reason I think of him in such a way is because he teaches some of the most valuable morals and life lessons to not only myself but to others by setting an example. Every day he goes around doing the best he possibly can while teaching others to do the same. It is because of his teachings that I am the person that I am today. I interviewed and i asked my hero of how he inspires and over all influences others and he stated that he taught through example and by showing his values and morals in life.

My dad, Paul Hollow Horn, in my opinion, is the greatest person I know. He is all about sports, mostly football, though. He is always getting me to play football. Sometimes, he gets me to try new sports, and he is usually very supportive. He is mostly noticeable for his posture. He frequently goes to the fitness center and works out for approximately 30 minutes. You can also notice that he walks with a limp.

My dad has always been my biggest motivator and the reason for growing up the way I did. We had a very tight relationship; I was definitely a "daddy's girl." I always wanted to be around him, he was someone I looked up to when I was younger. I always looked at him like he was so much more

My dad has been there through thick and thin, mainly thin. He had been in my life for as long as I have lived! My dad is outstanding, outgoing, and funny. Dads can also be stubborn, mean, and honest. My dad in particular is all of the above and sometimes I really dislike that, but hey I can’t change that and I won’t even try either. I love how my dad still gives me a curfew, makes me work on my days off, and doesn’t let me ever be on my phone.

This week in class we discussed early childhood and development. We also read chapter 15 in Development of Children and Adolescents and had our second trial of discussion about, “Are Father’s Really Necessary?”, where my partner Kelly Bruner and I had the yes section this time. We also discussed our final individul projects concerning our final paper. The final paper is around twenty-five pages that include ten scholarly sources. This paper is about your life, including a title page and an abstract on your sources. This paper is due Monday of finals week by midnight. Also, the last week of classes we will receive twenty-five points extra credit for attending class.

My father is someone who has experienced things many people these days have not. When he was growing up his step father Wes was very hard on him and his sibling. He would make them work for everything and was abusive. Finally, my Grandmother left him and took the kids with her, my dad and his three sisters. They traveled all over the country starting in California and just moving around. He was bullied at most of the schools he attended but always stood his ground. He eventually moved to Dubuque and went to Hempstead high school where he met my mom and stayed here for the rest of his life.

The quality that I admire the most about my father is how hard working he is. When my father was in high school he ran track. He worked hard everyday and night. He always fought the temptation of being lazy and giving into peer pressure. His hard work paid off and he made it to states his senior year. He also holds many records at his high school. If you ever walk through the hallway of Fairview High School, where the trophy case is you will see a picture of my father with his track records that still to this day have not been broken. His dedication has worn off on me with softball. Although, I do not possess any records, I still train hard in hopes of making my own records. I hope one day I can be the best, just like he was. My father will continue to make a positive impact on my life. His constant guidance and advice, always being there for me and his great qualities have influenced me and made me the person I am

In conclusion, I am daddy's little girl and proud of that. I could not of asked for a better father. My dad has always been there for me and I wil always be there for him. I respect my father because he deserves to be. He stayed and was a father and never took the easy way out like in the world today most fathers do. I believe my father is the best at everything he does. He has been through so much in his life and still is a happy wonderful man; I would have been sad and depressed if I had to go through hald as much as my father. Dad is strong and looks ahead not He still works hard everyday, at the age of 64 years old. I admire and respect my father for everything he has does and has done. I work hard at everything I do for the greatest reward at the end of all my accomplishments is making my father proud.

Like every other young person trying to find himself and his purpose in life, I was confused. Being a 15 year old kid, moving from one city to the next after almost every 2 years with my father, everything looked transient and temporary. I had to give up my school, my friends and my comfort zone whenever we had to move. I dreaded it. But my father made me look at it with a whole other perspective. He instilled in me a regard for the constants in one's life and what bigger constant than health and life itself. My father taught me to be committed to whatever I put my mind to. He juggled between an office job, evening classes at the law school, appearing in the judicial exams and then acing them. He is my greatest source of inspiration, strength and virtue. That is why it shook me to my core when I saw him lose all hope when diagnosed with hepatitis only to be rejuvenated later when the doctor assured him to be there for him no matter what. To be able to be there for someone when they are at their most vulnerable and help them through some of the most difficult times of their lives really fascinated me. I saw the healing powers that a doctor's words carry. Amongst all this, I believe being a doctor came naturally to me.

Who is a father to you?A father is either a biological parent who brought you into this world,through God process of birth or step father who has adapted you as his own child. A father has a major role to his family. A father is the head of his family as christ is the head of the church. A praying father is very different from any other ordinary father who has no knowledge about the word of God.He may be wealth and has all this riches but if he doen't have godly principles,he has failed in upbringing of his children because his main role is to teach and train his family in the ways of God..,train up a child in the ways he or she should go and when he or she is grown up he will not depart. A praying father exhume the aroma of his home.He is the voice of God..,every father oath to be respected and honored his family because this is not man made rule but God instructions to be followed in a home. He is the dorminant voice to his family who rans the affairs of his home according to the ways of God.He is a teacher as well as a mentor.He is also a spiritual leader of his home. He is a role model to his family he has the authority for his for his family to follow God as long as their are under his roof.

My father's protectiveness and selflessness generated at a young age for him. He is the ninth of twelve children, and often told us stories of how he had to look after, and practically raise his three younger siblings after my grandfather had passed. He made certain they completed their chores around my grandmother's farm, maintained good hygiene practices, and kept up with their schoolwork. School was extremely important to my father, because he knew an education was the only way he could be successful.