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My Own Story
Is there anything happened to you which makes you remember entire of your life? Personally, I got my own story which left me unforgettable memory and made me realize how my true feelings was to whom I almost had lost.
It happened many years ago when I was a little girl on grade three in primary school. At that time, a nine -year -old girl like me didn’t still awake to everything surrounding me of the real life and got silly thoughts also because of that which made me regretted then. I well remembered the school lesson of that day as my teacher asked us to give a small talk about our beloved father in front of class.
I was so excited when we were asked for this because Dad is the one I was “favorite” most. It meant I just considered him as a best friend of mine and never felt loving him or something like that.But now I think I was favorite on him because probable simply he took me school and pick me up everyday, he did everything which I wanted him to do for me such as buying new dolls or lovely toys whenever we dropped by the toy stores after school. I felt it’s not difficult at all for me to talk about my dad. I almost well knew about him and learned by heart all of things about him which he used to tell me. I started to draw out his image in my mind and made ideas ready up for my talk. Standing on stage now was Nhu Thuy. She was talking about her father passionately. Her father was a head doctor in a big hospital. When she finished her talk, all class started to clap to praise for her having a wonderful father like that. And next turn was me; I stepped up on the stage and started my talk with” My Dad is a wonderful person. He is a worker in a big factory….” Suddenly, the class burst into laugh…I didn’t know why. I tried to repeat my words ” yes, he is. He is a worker in a big factory” and now the laugher was louder. I was so confused;I finished quickly my talk and came back to my seat.Siting motionlessly on my seat, I listened carefully to the rest of the class talking about their Dad. It went on so noisily about their father’s successes. From time to time all I heard as their Dad had become a head doctor, professors, or, at least a medical employee. I realized that my Dad “had not made it…”.I thought he was a failure.
My bad time was when I came home from school. I said no words with anyone. My parent thought I was teased by someone at school. After dinner, Dad and I usually watch my favorite cartoon show but that night I didn’t. He tried to make me join with him but It made me angrier at him .”What’s happened to you, NguyetNgan? Who made you feel bad? He asked .”It was you” I said in breaking voice and hadn’t thought to prepare reasonable explanation .”What was me? What are you talking about”? He looked at me seriously .”Dad, it was something else I wanted to ask you ” ”why are you a worker? Why are you doing that job?” You make me feel ashamed…you know” .I thought he would be furious with me but he didn’t. He looked away as if he realized the deeper problem after all. I said to my Mom all happened in the class today.
From that on, I was not attached to my Dad more like I used to. He knew the feeling of the little daughter and didn’t want to disturb me more. He still took me to school and picked me up as usual but no words between us; I avoided looking straight to his eyes. Once afternoon when school time was over, I was waiting for him to pick me up home. It was too late, but he still didn’t come up. I became angrier at him with no reason, not really because he was late; I didn’t know why I was like this. After then, my aunt arrived to take me home; I wondered why my Dad didn’t pick me up today . ”Why didn’t my Dad come to pick me up, aunt? Why did he let me stand still here so long?” I asked curiously. “He was the hospital; he got an accident in the factory, my dear “she replied. At that moment, my eyes seemed to be darkened and there was roaring in my ears; a regretful feeling overwhelmed in my mind but I didn’t let tear show.
Night after night, when I was at home watching my favorite cartoon show alone, I was not interesting on it more .I felt I missed my Dad a lot . ”Aunt, can you bring my daddy back home for me? Said to aunt .”He was serious condition and need an operation my dear “she replied. I was so worried about him and I wept myself out.
Counting this day was four days from the day he got accident. I went home from school so early this afternoon. Mom called home from hospital; she told my aunt to take me there to visit Dad. Getting into a slightly cold room with everything in white, I saw my Dad lying motionless on bed; the bandage was covered in his head, his arm and his legs also. I sat looking at him in silence. I lift up Mom’s eyes and asked “What was wrong with Dad, Mom? Why doesn’t he come back home with me? “I asked but didn’t expect her answer. Suddenly, he woke up probable because of my noise. Looking at him, I burst into tear. I cried .Dad looked at me with compassion, gently touched my hair with his fingers . ”Listen, my daughter “he said “there’s nothing to cry about. I’ll soon be backing home .I’ll be alright. Don’t worry about anything”. At that moment I realized how important he was to my life. My love for Dad was developed deeply.
Counting this day was four days from the day he got accident. I went home from school so early this afternoon. Mom called home from hospital; she told my aunt to take me there to visit Dad. Getting into a slightly cold room with everything in white, I saw my Dad lying motionless on bed; the bandage was covered in his head, his arm and his legs also. I sat looking at him in silence. I lift up Mom’s eyes and asked “What was wrong with Dad, Mom? Why doesn’t he come back home with me? “I asked but didn’t expect her answer. Suddenly, he woke up probable because of my noise. Looking at him, I burst into tear. I cried .Dad looked at me with compassion, gently touched my hair with his fingers . ”Listen, my daughter “he said “there’s nothing to cry about. I’ll soon be backing home .I’ll be alright. Don’t worry about anything”. At that moment I realized how important he was to my life. My love for Dad was developed deeply.
How many years have passed since then! I shall never forget that story .I had learned my lesson, however, just knew how Dad’s existence was worth. Whoever my Dad is ,he is the only one gives me complete love from the bottom of his heart.
Last edited by osamahiep on Tue Jan 25, 2011 4:08 pm; edited 1 time in total (Reason for editing : "theo lời bạn Nga")
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My Own Story
.Đoạn sau " It mean I just considered him as" mang tính giải thích khó hiểu, giống như thanh minh, cho câu này vào làm mất tính tự nhiên của bài viết, và quả như vậy thật, đoạn sau bạn đưa ra một statement that "never felt loving him" : câu này không hợp lí, ai lại nói "never", người cha có thù oán gì đâu mà người con "never felt loving him", không thực tế nhé, thêm nữa ở tuổi đó làm sao có thể có những suy nghĩ như vậy.
This would be all for now.... 
Where to start now.hmm! 
I see a writer in you! You can develop that by scribbling more... and let that creative writing skill shine! Hope to read more of your writings! 