my dad essays

my dad essays Influence? Why is it that the people who influence us most influence us in ways that are not easily quantified? By being an upstanding individual, my math teacher in middle school (Armenia) acted as an inspiring male role model at a time when I needed one most. By being approachable and interesting, my World History tutor opened my eyes to the connections between a society's culture and its history and broadened my view of cultures and the world. While these influences mean much to me and have contributed greatly to my development, they come easily to mind. The fact that I could sit down and write a list of how these people influenced me suggests that the influence may have altered me in some profound way. But when I think of the word influence, the person whose influence shook me to the deepest level is my father. My father has a work bench at home which he has made into a piece of art. The organization of tools with their numbers and the corresponding numbered cabinets attached underneath his work bench look like the American Armed Forces and seem to be commanded by him because they are in their seats and can be removed only by him. When I picture my father, I see a man in wrestlers body bent over his work bench; I see his gentleness and his dedication to work. He has taught me that beauty is something human and art is something we make with our hands and our humanity. Once he told me, I work very hard as you see, and I want you and your brother to be as workaholics as I am. I do not want you to do hard jobs like this. I hope you can be successful in a specific major. He did not want us to wear the kind of dirty clothes he was wearing; instead, he hoped we would be wearing a suit and tie. He thinks that the kind of job he had does not earn prestige in modern society. The most emotional confrontation with him in my life happened when I finally was strong enough to help him with his work. ...