Family Values I Learned From My Dad

As I grew up, my father would dependably disclose to me thing in a format that was, “ This is the most essential thing in the world…”and proceed to state what it was. I always need to blame him about how he said that in regards to everything, except I constantly stayed silent when he talked. I comprehended what he was stating was advisable and correct, so I tuned in. He told me my life is most important. He told that although numerous individuals are alive, not that people live. Furthermore, in that sense, he would clarify that many people would wake up, continue with their lives and go to their activity consistently in an exceptionally discouraging and tedious cycle, accomplishing something they would prefer truly not to do. That these people weren't really living and finding their place in world. He instructed me to stick to my identity, however to not going as an additional.

My father is a very talented but also strict person in my mind, and he could be one of the widest people I know. The manner in which he holds himself is exceptionally interesting, and he appears to be relatively kind. He reminds me of someone like an extremely experienced businessman that has spent most of the years obtain so much data, studying each single trade, understanding how this society works, judging the inner thought of people, however just tranquilly sits in the corner seeing and examining whatever it is. He knows everything, and he told me that it originated from perusing. I remember the first time I get reading as a child. My dad and I sit on the carpet. I read the sentences and figured out each words in the sentences. He just looked at the page and check my pronunciation. I had quite recently progressed toward becoming as smart as he had, So I start to understand things in the world at that time. In the progress of my growth, I was really roused to keep reading books and understand as much as knowledge to achieve my goal which I could be a man as smart as my father.

I am actually a sports enthusiast, and reading was excessively too boring and exhausting for me. I, at that point, found a considerable measure of energy in sports and particularly table tennis. This is the one of sports my father was not good at it. He did not know much about table tennis games despite the fact that he was strong and healthy, and he used to be runner in his high school. My father was an average height and short hair man. But for some reason, I found some association between table tennis and running. He taught me how to do the warm-up before the games and analyze the situation on the court. Accompanying me to practice table tennis, he was gradually familiar with the table tennis as a kind of strategy game. Because the table tennis ball could make various spins and parabolas and players are required to judge the rotation of the ball. My dad used his competition experience to instruct me how to speculate the inner thought and obtain weakness of the opponents during the game. He told me that the most essential thing in the sports game is not only having great technique, but also possessing a calm brain to adjust my strategy according the changing circumstances from opponents.

He disclosed to me diligent work was vital, and to work with a heading. He was about extreme things, and pounding through the agony, and working for a genuine outcome. To further demonstrate the type of my father was, he was born in Ningbo, the small city at southeastern coast of China. He was the oldest in a family of 2 siblings. Unfortunately, he grew up with Chinese Culture Revolution and experienced the most difficult and challenging period of Chinese education. He failed in The National College Entrance Examination and was assigned to the printing and dyeing mill as an electrician after the high school. However, he did not give up the belief that he could receive advanced education in college. Then he worked in the daytime and reviewed the high school texts in the night day by day. My father found his potential in art, and he was a committee member in charge of publicity during the high school. So he decided to practice his artistic skills by himself and signed up for Art Academy Entrance Examination. He told me that he was really exhausted at that time, but actually he was willing to make his effort for the clear goal. He drank a lot of tea and smoked in order to eliminate his fatigue and vapidity while reviewing the lessons and painting at night. Finally, through three-year hardworking, he was admitted by China Academy of Art in Hangzhou. He still thought his perseverance and endeavors for college is worthwhile at the moment of seeing his admission letter until today. Every one of these things just appeared to be so awkward to me and it certainly wasn't my identity, yet I came to gain from him. He got up early in the morning, and works his job consistently, getting a good deal on the most diminutive things, for example, purchasing low-price clothes and saving water. Furthermore, I never came to understand the majority of his dedication and forfeit until the age when I was around 12.

He told me family was most essential. When I turned 12, we were discussing life, about how I had quite recently turned 12 years old. Amid our discussion he let me know, "Before you know it, you'll be old like me, and you will understand that it was smarter to lament the things you have done, than to lament the things you haven't."