I chose to write my biographical on my father. He is a very good man. He wakes up at 4 in the morning to go to work and doesn't return home until 4 o'clock in the afternoon. He is always in a good mood and the first thing that he does when he comes home is tell a joke that he heard at work. He is very passionate about soccer. He is always the neutral person whenever the family has problems. He has a great heart. He would help anyone he can. I hope that what you take away from this biographical narrative is that my father is a fun-loving, hard-working, and passionate man.
Three Anecdotes
The first time my father watched television he was around eight years old. He went to watch a soccer game at his aunt's friend's house. There was only one television in the whole town where my dad was raised. It was a black and white T.V. He was puzzled by how people got into this box. He wondered for hours how people shrinked themselves and where they entered the television from. He circled the television many times looking for a door of some kind in order to enter the television. He never asked anyone about the television because he wanted to find out how it worked by himself. He never found out how it worked until he came to the United States and his uncle explained to him how it works.
My fathers first car was a 1973 Toyota Corolla. He bought it and he had never been driving before. He had never even been in the driver's seat of a car before. He bought the car from a dealer on Keyes ave. and 1st st. in San Jose and he had to drive it all the way to his house on 13th st. and San Fernando st. He had to learn how to drive on some very busy roads. No one knew he was going to buy a car until he arrived at the house. Everyone ran out upon seeing the car and my dad driving it. He has never crashed while driving in his life.
My father got his first job when he was sixteen. He had barely arrived in the United States and knew no English. He worked as a street painter. He would remove and repaint lines in parking lots and in the street. It was very hard work because he would deal with heavy machinery. He would work for eighteen hours a day, six days a week. He would pay the majority of the bills and rent for all of his friends living with him. He never complained.
