My father

Whenever I think of my parents, I become to think about their lives. In particular, I learmed lessons of life from my father. My father is very diligent. He had run the shop until I graduated from university. He always opened the door of the shop in the early morning and closed it in the late evening even though there was no a customer. In my childhood, I could not understand my father why he did so. However, as I grew up and became adult, I realized that his diligence was a important lesson such like treasure. My father showed my brother and me diligence his own lives. I have never heard " be diligent"or "study hard" from my father but I could know what was good and followed that. My father trusted me and it made me be proud of myself. When I shoud choose or decide to do somthing, he always trusted me and respected my choice. Even when I decided the university as well as the job, they trusted my thought and choice.

Looking back to my childhood, I have good memories with my father. He loved to go out with me. In summer we used to go swimming in the river and collect snails. In winter my father sometimes went hunting. I can remember that my father and I followed the footprints of rabits and other animals on the snow at that time. When I was 10 years old, I had homework that is to make camera by using boards and cellopane papers. My father helped me cut the thick board and glue the green cellopane papers between boards. we successed to make a nice camera. My camera was selected for the exibition in our school. In my childhood, my father was my best friend as well as a mentor who guided me.