Sabtu, 21 September 2013

My Hero



The hero of my life. Hero is a person who has been contributed in our lives, someone who is willing to do anything for us, someone we admire for their kindness. When people hear the word of hero, for sure, everybody will think about the definition which I explained before. Surely, they will immediately think of their parents, father and mother. But, from my parents, I decide my mother. Why? The reason is very easy and simple. Mother is one who willingly pregnant for nine months ten days. All the activities of mother would interfere when they pregnant because they definitely want to keep us. But, when she pregnant, she does not stop doing anything, she also have spirit to do anything with us when we in their womb. She also love us, care anything about us. She was willing to withstand pain, struggling, bet her life while gave birth to us to the world, to saw her baby. When she saw us born to the world, she smiles, felt very happy because of our presence. She also took care of us from childhood to adulthood. When we were kids, mother taught us from the little things to the biggest things in life. She teaches everything, so we can do the activity as well as possible. When we started to do something, then we could do that, she was very happy to saw that. When we were kids, mother also prepared everything what we need. Mom also taught me many things in this life, not just when I was a kid, but when I am older. Mom teaches a good thing and bad thing in this life. Mom also could be considered as a friend. I could tell all the restlessness of my heart. I also could tell mom about the interesting things in my life. Mom can help me to solve the problem that I face and make my heart calm. Maybe, I also make her upset, such as not following what she wants or does not give the best result to her. First, mom certainly disappointed to me, but she was a person who certainly encourage me again, giving me advices to achieve the things I want. Mom also could reprove me, when I did the bad thing. But when she was angry, she was not angry because she peeved, she was angry so that I know what I did was wrong. She was also angry to prove her affection to me, she wants the best in my life. Dad also the hero of my life. He works hard to support his family. He do anything to continuance of his family. But, I think my mother is more than my father, she is a hero in my life. Mom and Dad I love you, especially for my mother, I love you so much.

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