Who Inspires Me

Today was an extremely long and tiring day like all Thursday are for me this term. Have all my groups all settled, it seems okay so far...so far. But with graduation soon upon us, I realized something I might be genuinely interested in doing, and to help me get my feet off the ground, I would like to look for a travel-school if that exists. Somewhere in Asia or America where they teach you about travelling and getting experience for a job in that field. Hmmm...


Don't really know what to write, but I feel like re-posting something I had from my old blog of who inspires me the most. So here it goes:


"Growing up as a kid, being a first generation raised in Toronto by a middle-class Chinese family, nothing came easy. I remember receiving hand me down clothes and toys from my older cousins. Even today when I'm 21(22 now), I still remember not having time to spend with my dad as much as I would've liked, maybe a few Sundays every year whenever he was not away from home. It hurts me today because I realize at that time I would resent him for working so much instead of being with his family. For all my life that I remember, my dad would have at least one full time job and two part time jobs since my mom was a stay at home mom. 

          Over the years from high school, he would continually annoy me, "the asian way", he keeps repeating the same thing to me.  "You need to do good in school to get a good job, to make lots of money and provide for your family when you're older. You don't want to be like me who has to work hard physically and work a lot of overtime". Yes I know he's only looking out for me.

          Even today, I am still not 100 percent certain on what my career will be and where it will take me. Whether I'd make a bit over the average income or become a millionaire or even broke poor. And even if I had to turn down a higher paying job that is away from my family to take a lesser paying job closer to home, I would do it in a heartbeat. Because even when I was younger when I asked for something ever so rarely, my dad would do his best to get it for me. A new pair of shoes, a computer game, or even breakfast together at Mcdonalds. And I would tell him "even when I ask you to buy me something, you always find a way to make me happy by getting it or a substitute; And even though you're not the wealthiest person I know, you're one of the most hard-working person I know." 

          And I hope to keep that with me the rest of my life. And to be forever grateful for my dad despite his constant nagging, because really, despite annoying it can get, its only cause dads want the best for their son."

So Thank You dad.


Sign out post number twenty seven,
Kevin Yeung