My father served in the military for 21 years. As a child, I felt proud when seeing photos of my father in his uniform. Having a soldier for a father was difficult because he was often away for long periods of time on duty. While I missed him when he was gone, I also admired his courage and strength in serving our country. One of my happiest memories is passing an exam while my father was home, and seeing how proud he was of my accomplishment.
My father served in the military for 21 years. As a child, I felt proud when seeing photos of my father in his uniform. Having a soldier for a father was difficult because he was often away for long periods of time on duty. While I missed him when he was gone, I also admired his courage and strength in serving our country. One of my happiest memories is passing an exam while my father was home, and seeing how proud he was of my accomplishment.
My father served in the military for 21 years. As a child, I felt proud when seeing photos of my father in his uniform. Having a soldier for a father was difficult because he was often away for long periods of time on duty. While I missed him when he was gone, I also admired his courage and strength in serving our country. One of my happiest memories is passing an exam while my father was home, and seeing how proud he was of my accomplishment.
anak Engkeng .He has served in the military for 21 years and now my father has retired as a soldier. Iam proud of my father.
I could not recall exactly how young I was when I
first knew that my father was a soldier,but what made me realize what his job was were the photoghraps of him wearing a uniform and holding a gun.I always feel so proud of my father whenever I see him those picture. I always sense his sincerity and courage in every way,so I always thought my father was invincible as a soldier. And indeed,he is ! Whenever he had to report for duty,my father never bid me and my sibling goodbye. He always left at dawn while we were still sleeping. During his absence ,I just remember asking my mother where my father was when I woke up and noticed that he was no longer around. Every time, she told us he went back to work already. It was automatic for me and my sibling that time to think that he’s going to be away for a long time again.
What I hate most
about his job is the fact we only had very few moments to spend with him. My father had the habit of bringing us a new set of toys or clothes or any material gifts each time he came home to see us, but still none of those could take away the sadness we felt after waking up the next day and not seeing him again.
But what I also love most about his job is his
privilege to serve our country , which only a few have the courage to make It is something my father will have the honor of carrying with him for the rest of his life.I also love thinking about the kind of training that a soldier has to go through,which makes him a superhuman in my eyes. Until now,I am amazed at how sharp and strong my father is. It’s not always sad and heartbreaking to have a soldier for a dad,though. My happiest memory with him was the day I passed the exam.It was the happiest memory Ihave with because I knew then that the man I look up to the most was proud of me. He and my mother have always believed in my capabilities and finally,on that day I was able fulfil their dreams for me. There were many more moments as equally fulfilling ang joyful as that day and Ialways thank God for the moments that He allowed us to celebrate life together with my father. THANK YOU!