for the love of my fatherover the years, i never thought of my father asbeing very emotional, and he never was, at least not in front of me. even thoughhe was 68 years old and only five-foot-nine, while i was six feet and 260pounds, he seemed huge to me. i always saw him as being that staunchdisciplinarian who rarely cracked a smile. my father never told me he loved mewhen i was a child, and i never held it against him. i think that all i reallywanted was for my dad to be proud of me. in my youth, mom always showered mewith “i love you’s” every day. so i really never thought about not hearing itfrom my dad. i guess deep down i knew that he loved me, he just never said it.come to think of it, i don’t think i ever told him that i loved him, either. inever really thought about it much until i faced the reality of death.
on november 9th, 1990, i received word that my national guard unit was beingactivated for operation desert shield. we would convoy to fort ben harrison,indiana, and then directly to saudi arabia. i had been in the guard for 10 yearsand never dreamed that we would be activated for a war, even though i knew itwas what we trained for. i went to my father and gave him the news. i couldsense he was uneasy about me going. we never discussed it much more, and eightdays later i was gone.
i have several close relatives who have been in the military during war time.my father and uncle were in world war ii, and two brothers and a sister servedin vietnam. while i was extremely uneasy about leaving my family to serve mycountry in a war zone, i knew it was what i had to do. i prayed that this wouldmake my father proud of me. my father is very involved in the veterans offoreign wars organization and has always been for a strong military. i was noteligible to join the veterans of foreign wars because i had not been in a warzone—a fact that always made me feel like i didn’t measure up in my father’seyes. but now here i was, his youngest son, being shipped off to a foreign land9,000 miles away, to fight a war in a country we had barely heard of before.
on november 17, 1990, our convoy of military vehicles rolled out of ruralgreenville, michigan. the streets were filled with families and well-wishers tosee us off. as we approached the edge of town, i looked out the window of mytruck and saw my wife, kim, my children, and mom and dad. they were all wavingand crying, except for my father. he just stood there, almost like a stonestatue. he looked incredibly old at that moment. i don’t know why, he justdid.
i was gone for that thanksgiving and missed our family’s dinner. there wasalways a crowd, with two of my sisters, their husbands and children, plus mywife and our family. it disturbed me greatly that i couldn’t be there. a fewdays after thanksgiving i was able to call my wife, and she told me somethingthat has made me look at my father in a different way ever since.
my wife knew how my father was about his emotions, and i could hear her voicequaver as she spoke to me. she told me that my father recited his usualthanksgiving prayer. but this time he added one last sentence. as his voicestarted to crack and a tear ran down his cheek, he said, “dear lord, pleasewatch over and guide my son, rick, with your hand in his time of need as heserves his country, and bring him home to us safely.” at that point he burstinto tears. i had never seen my father cry, and when i heard this, i couldn’thelp but start to cry myself. my wife asked me what was wrong. after regainingmy composure, i said, “i guess my father really does love me.”
eight months later, when i returned home from the war, i ran over and huggedmy wife and children in a flurry of tears. when i came to my father, i embracedhim and gave him a huge hug. he whispered in my ear, “i’m very proud of you,son, and i love you.” i looked that man, my dad, straight in the eyes as i heldhis head between my hands and i said, “i love you too, dad,” and we embracedagain. and then together, both of us cried.
ever since that day, my relationship with my father has never been the same.we have had many deep conversations. i learned that he’s always been proud ofme, and he’s not afraid to say “i love you” anymore. neither am i. i’m justsorry it took 29 years and a war to find it out.
"maybe you will forget those who shared pleasure with you, but you willremember those who tasted tears with you. " kahlil cirbran
“你也许会忘记那些与你一同笑过的人，但是你将永远记住那些与你一同伤心落泪的人。”---- kahlil girbran
everyone has a lot of friends and he must have his own friendship as well.but usually only when you get into trouble, will you know what the truefriendship is. the friend in need is the friend in deed. only the real friendswill help you when you are in trouble. if you establish your friendship when youare in trouble, make it go on forever.
maybe a boy and a girl become good friends. they feel very happy when theyare each other, but other students may think that they have fallen in love. ifyou were one of them, what would you do? if i were in that position, i would notcare about what anyone else may say. i only care about her feeling. we shouldknow that our friendship is pure without anything bad mixed. friendship is veryimportant for everyone, so i will let my friendship last forever.
everyone should know that he can not lose his opposite sex friends. if you donot make friends with your opposite sex classmates, then you have already losthalf of the friends. so you can make friends with all your classmates, and don'tbe shy. you should also pay enough attention to the friendship that you havealready established. don’t undermine it unless you want to hurt him. you shouldnever try to do so, for if you do that you will lose much in emotion.
please cherish everything that you have already possessed. maybe you don'tcare about it now. but when you lose it, you will find that how important itis.
Election monitor speech
Dear teachers, dear students:
Today, I can stand on the platform to participate in our class leader election campaign. I feel very proud and very nervous.
In fact, when the monitor is my dream dream. Because I usually do not love speech, but also more timid. Especially in the classroom, usually do not raise their hands, and will be a large voice is relatively small.
If I were on the monitor. I will be bold, active in class.
If I were on the monitor. If the students will not do the subject, I will tell him in detail how to do. I will also organize some activities: rope skipping competition, calligraphy competition, running competition...... I'll ask some students to donate some books in the corner of the bookcase, in this way, students can improve academic performance. I will also some good students to teach some students a little less ideal, then their results will be improved.
If I were on the monitor. I will give up the shortcomings of the past, but also more efforts to learn, for the best results.
Please the teachers and students to support me, please vote for me, thank you!
Everybody is good! The topic of my speech today is "lifted" angel of life.
Once the teacher occupation to a candle, lit up the others, burning their own; to others, holds others, stand myself. In fact, when you gaze at a walk in the hospital the long / quiet / warm hallway nurses, looking at their strong and weak background, you'll find out, the two classical analogy used in the nurse's body is appropriate.
hey are not earthshaking deeds, but the effect is in the medical activities in the important; they can not make theurgy, was able to inject vitality into the withered; they use wisdom and skillful nursing skills, advanced management concept, selfless dedication, has created many brilliant.
A white swallowtail cap, is a nurse marks divine beauty, a "angel in white" is the people respect and praise to the nurses, how many days, nurses fighting in the first line of the race against time, in order to save lives; how many nights, the nurses at the bedside to resist Death epidemic, when the disease to the innocent people cast a dark shadow, angels with their wisdom, truth evokes the sunshine of life. Resume all rights reserved.
Some people say that the mind like Ohai Hirohiro, she can accommodate tens of millions in the elder brother; the character like a candle burning themselves to illuminate her selfless, others; nurse behave like the spring breeze warm, she took away all the sadness and pain; the heart is like the spring like pure, bring the spring of life for the patients suffering from the disease. So, people who gave her a beautiful name: angel in white.
Honorable Judges, fellow students:
Recently, there is a heated debate in our society. The college students arethe beneficiaries of a rare privilege, who receive exceptional education atextraordinary places. But will we be able to face the challenge and supportourselves against all odds? Will we be able to better the lives of others? Willwe be able to accept the responsibility of building the future of ourcountry?
The cynics say the college students are the pampered lost generation, whichwould cringe at the slightest discomfort. But the cynics are wrong. The collegestudents I see are eagerly learning about how to live independently. We helpeach other clean the dormitory, go shopping and bargain together, and take parttime jobs to supplement our pocket money.
The cynics say we care for nothing other than grades; and we neglect theneed for character cultivation. But again, the cynics are wrong. We care deeplyfor each other, we cherish freedom, we treasure justice, and we seek truth.
We often hear people say, “Never give up.” These can be encouraging words and words of determination. A person who believes in them will keep trying to reach his goal no matter how many times he fails. In my opinion, the quality of determination to succeed is an important one to have. Therefore, I believe that we should never give up.
One reason is that if we give up too easily, we will rarely achieve anything. It is not unusual for us to fail in our first attempt at something new, so we should not feel discouraged and should try again. Besides, if we always give up when we fail, we will not be able to develop new skills and grow as people. Another reason we should never give up is that we can learn from our mistakes only if we make a new effort. If we do not try again, the lesson we have learned is wasted. Finally, we should never give up because as we work to reach our goals, we develop confidence, and this confidence can help us succeed in other areas of our lives. If we never challenge ourselves, we will begin to doubt our abilities.
In short, it is important that we do not give up when working for our goals. Whether we succeed in the end or not, we will learn something, and what we learn will help us to become better, more confident people. Furthermore, if we give up, we have non chance of attaining our.