My Little Sacrifice
March 2001 one Saturday afternoon I was seated next our window facing outside with corn field as my view. I saw the corns standing happily next to each other in a straight row. Sway their leaves as the wind blew, it caught my attention for a little while. Until I noticed someone picked up some string beans in our little vegetable garden in front of the cornfield. His name is Diso my dad. He was already sick that time and it was the only thing he did was able to do after he got sick. I saw him getting weaker everyday and in that very moment I knew I had to do something and came up my mind and decided to go not to enrolled for the next school year which was fourth year High School. And had to look for a job to get money to help my dad.
I wasn’t able to finish my next year in High School not until 6 years later but I am still grateful enough that I had learned to sacrifice my own future for the sake of my loved ones and help my dad in my little own ways and that I can be proud of to tell my son soon.