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PART 1

Always appreciate what you have. There is always someone out there who wishes that had what you have. Sometimes in life, you need your parent the most. I don't have a father and never even thought about him before. Relationship between my dad and I are like a ghost. I lived with my mom and grandmother and my brother. But my life was okay. I always get whatever I wanted. My mom gets me anything I want. My mom is also my dad. She does everything what my dad supposed to do for my brother and I. I love my mom with all my heart. She is the best mom in the world.

When I was in 4th grade my aunt and I were talking about families and I randomly asked her questions "who is my dad? Why isn't he with us? Where is he? What dad looks like? " she answered my questions. My tears came out and my hands were cold like a snow. Then we stopped talking about my dad because my grandmother came home from my uncle's apartment.

One day, my grandmother, my aunt and I were cleaning the closet and I found a shirt then I found a picture inside that shirt but I hide it from my grandmother. When she went to the living room, I went to my aunt.

"Is that my dad?" I asked my aunt as I show her the photo.

"yes" she answered.

I kept looking at the picture. He kind of looks old and he had his glasses on in the picture.

"Your dad used to be an English teacher, " said my aunt.

It reminded me of something that I always wanted to be a teacher when I was young. When I was little, I pretended myself as a teacher and the floor was my students. And now I know the reason why I want to be a teacher. It's because my mom used to be a teacher and my dad used to be a teacher too.

"Ohh" I said it to myself.