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The Power of My Parents

In this world many things we can find. If we are


able to open our window widely, the creatures are not
the only elements indeed, but sculptures also appear to
order the role, supporting our bloomed. We factually are
not socialist, yet being naturalist so - that comes from
nature, and must back to nature. In the most, people do
forget of their nature - a God's gift to live our life. As the
response, who actually it is. It is not the air or water, the
land or ocean, the stone or sand, the tree or grass. It is
about something that have ran bloody that God ask to
treat you, give you needs to still alive, or might bring
you back as you have no soul. That is called my parents.
They are like my sunshine in the rain, the greatest
inhalers than doctors in this world. They are my best
parts, complete me enough being a human. That is why
they are my everything to me, my heroes, my second
guides after Allah SWT - the only one as my inspiration
to live for tomorrow and moreover.
When I was a kid, I and both of my parents lived
in a small boarding house, the sleepy bidders place only
at night, because I spent my day after school with them
at the restaurant that they worked in. My school was near
from my parents' workplace, Barata Jaya Surabaya
Elementary School. I had many friends there, and their
houses were not far away from school. So sometimes
when I was bored in that restaurant, I always visited in
one of their houses, spending time together to play like a
small child generally. Even though my parents were
busy to work, my father sometimes took me wherever I
wanted, if that restaurant was not crowded of much
customers, like going to school, picking me up, escorting
me to visit my friend`s houses. In that time, my father
still had a dark blue classic motorcycle, vespa, which
was not too famous. My parents also gave me a brown
rabbit, so it was always brought everywhere in front of
Vespa's baggage. Sadly, that rabbit was collapsed
because of the carelessness for drying too long under the
sun light. I was too sad for that, but it was nothing than I
should live without my parents. I did know why I could
think that. I might be too odd. No, it was not fully odd,
because I thought that they always existed in my life, for
being a second patient teacher like my mom, and the
good father to bring me everywhere that I need.
When I knew that I would have my first daughter
in my mother's stomach, my mother was discharged by
her boss. It meant that the economics wheel would just
run on my father role. I was in 4th grade in that time, and
I recorded every complicated problem that my parents
had in their life. After discharged, suddenly a son of
boarding house owner drove away my parents, even my
parents had to pay boarding payment. I did not know
why he did it to my parents, it might be he wanted to
want more money from them. Luckily, my parents had
enough money in the bank, so it was used by them for
buying a little bit comfortable house in Sidoarjo and it is
still my joyful throne today.
My younger sister has grown beautifully and she
was in the 2nd grade in elementary school. Because of
my mother thought that having no activity, during I, my
younger sister and my father had their own activity, was
too boring, so she decided to make a business in that
time. I still remembered strongly that her historical
business are from selling tempe crackers, soybean milks
until having a contract to sell rib foods in one of pujasera
restaurants, Amboja Bistro Surabaya. This contract is
still run well now. Then when I was in the 3rd grade in
vocational high school, the disaster came again to my
nuclear family's life. The restaurant that my father
worked was in insolvent zone because of his boss' death
and my mother business was our economics wheel. Then
my father had an idea for developing my mother's
business that was building a mini restaurant (warung) in
traditional market near my house with his money that he
collected for being an employee. Beside my parents have
a contract with pujasera restaurant in Surabaya, so they
also have a mini business now.
Thus, the grammatical in this writing project
might be disappointing, but I promise that I can practice
a lot and make it be clear later. Other ways, the one that I
want to expose is not my grammatical structure here, but
the message of life from the moments that I passed with
both of my parents and my younger sister. The efforts
was did my parents is my inspiration for continuing my
better life in the future, having patience, removing all of
despair when facing some complicated problems of life,
and keeping do something worth. Someday, I have a
promise that I want to complete their old days, so they
will not worry of it. I also want to imitate their power for
facing various problems that it might not be solved by
anyone.

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