If someone were to ask me who I thought was the coolest person on earth, I would have to say my dad. He’s my role-model and my best friend. Ever since I was little he has been the first person I go to if I need advice or want something. He is always there for me and no matter what kind of trouble I’m in, he is always on my side. Of course, there are moments when I absolutely hate him and think that he’s being ridiculously unfair, but as time passes I allow myself to forget, and move on. My dad is so many things I’m not even sure what category to put him in. He is relatively tall, with his distinguished black hair and white streak, and he wears a suit no matter what. He constantly tells me fascinating stories about his childhood. How he used to live on a farm and would help out by driving his father’s tractor; or how he began with small jobs and built his life all the way up to own large businesses. It’s incredible to think about all the things he has done.
Ever since I was in 1st grade he has taken me to school every single day, and he doesn’t mind at all. And every morning, on the way there, he talks to me about life, politics, the past, the future, and anything else that’s on his mind. And when he comes to pick me up he always brings something special for me, and whether it is a water bottle or a pack of gum it makes me feel happy.
Whenever something goes wrong or a situation seems impossible, he’s able to fix it. If it weren’t for him I don’t know what I’d do. He’s an expert at tackling any challenge he is faced with
One of his finest qualities, and one of my favorites, is definitely that he likes to surprise me. Whenever Christmas comes around and I ask for a really special present, my dad tries to turn it into a surprise. The first thing he’ll do is pretend he hates the gift or say that he absolutely refuses to buy it; and then, over the next couple of weeks, he’ll act extremely suspicious whenever I bring it up. Of course, for me that’s the first clue that something is up. Then he usually goes out and buys it. Sadly, he isn’t the best at hiding things and I always find the gift a couple of days before Christmas. Still, despite what you may think, I don’t do it on purpose and I always act as if nothing has happened. Then, part of the “tradition” is that the present is never going to be found under the tree. It will either be hidden somewhere, to be found later, or otherwise an envelope with a set of instructions inside will be given to me. And naturally the instructions or clues eventually lead to the gift. If he didn’t do this one year I would feel as though something has gone wrong.
But his best quality is his sense of humor. Most people don’t get it, or they feel offended by what he says, but once you get to know him you’ll understand that it’s only a joke. It’s no surprise where I get my sarcasm.
My dad is the coolest guy on earth and he is the perfect example that I can accomplish whatever I want as long as I try hard enough. And I think that if he was able to achieve so many things, I know for sure I will be able to as well.
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