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Most amazing person you have ever met.
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Who is the most amazing person you have ever met? I once met a 10 year old girl who was born into extreme poverty in the slums of India.She always said she would become a lawyer when she was older.Knowing her circumstances I knew she would never get the chance.Her family could not even afford to buy her school uniform ,they needed her to stay at home to help with chores,she could not read or write and her life was already set out for her as a poor housewife.
To cut a long story short through years of tireless determination and strength she is now a Judge.
To cut a long story short through years of tireless determination and strength she is now a Judge.
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My husband - reasons - He left school with no qualifications and worked as a labourer on a building site, he had a dream of becoming a pilot and everyone laughed at him. After his Dad passed he had the money to start the training. When we met he was just about to start his commercial flying training, I had a baby and he bought us a house with the money instead. A few years later he had another opportunity to try again and he succeeded, he studied during the day and worked all night, he struggled tirelessly and worked very hard to get the qualifications, but he did it. He is the most determined person I ever met.
My Dad....
After losing his wife very suddenly and in the most horrible way, he went on to raise 2 young boys alone, and while we were never what you'd call loaded, there was always food on the table and clothes on our backs. And this was from a man who up until that point had been the stereotypical old-fashioned northern dad i.e. breadwinning, the rest was the woman's job!
We lost him when I was a teen, before I'd grown up enough to really appreciate how much he'd gone through, and how he'd coped with it all, and before I'd had a chance to really appreciate him as a person rather than just the feelings of embarrasment and contempt all teens have for their folks....
But looking back I can appreciate the mental strength and overwhelming love for his family that got him through it and if I'm half the man he was then I'm proud of myself.
After losing his wife very suddenly and in the most horrible way, he went on to raise 2 young boys alone, and while we were never what you'd call loaded, there was always food on the table and clothes on our backs. And this was from a man who up until that point had been the stereotypical old-fashioned northern dad i.e. breadwinning, the rest was the woman's job!
We lost him when I was a teen, before I'd grown up enough to really appreciate how much he'd gone through, and how he'd coped with it all, and before I'd had a chance to really appreciate him as a person rather than just the feelings of embarrasment and contempt all teens have for their folks....
But looking back I can appreciate the mental strength and overwhelming love for his family that got him through it and if I'm half the man he was then I'm proud of myself.
id like to say my husband too. he left school at 15 and walked for miles to work and back to save money for his own bedding, furniture and a stereo. he done all that and then saved and saved again to buy his mum a 'sideboard'. his parents both never worked a day in his life and he still cries when he remembers no toys at christmas and living on crap food. he has worked every day since (now 44) and has to work away from our family which he hates with a passion. he earns a lot and never asks where it goes. he is so good to us..never selfish and would give anyone his last penny. he isnt a genious or famous or anything but i think the kindenst and most honest, decent man i know. by the way...he's home this weekend and treating me to a luxury weekend, booked a lovely restuarant and will take me shopping for anything i want!!! what a guy!!!!! by the way, some really lovely stories to a brill question :)
A little boy who came to our school. He came to us at the age of 4, he'd been put into foster care after being found roaming the streets in the middle of the night wearing only a pair of shoes that were far too big for him. He didn't know many words, he didn't know how to interact with others, had never had his own clothing or a pair of shoes - which became evident during p.e lessons. When it was time to get changed, nobody was taking his clothes away from him, he was so scared he wouldn't get them back.
He stayed with us for just over 2 years, then moved away to a new family, a new mum and dad! The changes in that boy were amazing, He went from having nothing, no clothes, no home, no food, no love, to having everything a little boy could possibly want.
I often wonder how he is and where he's living but for reasons of confidentiality we will never know, unless he comes back to visit.
He stayed with us for just over 2 years, then moved away to a new family, a new mum and dad! The changes in that boy were amazing, He went from having nothing, no clothes, no home, no food, no love, to having everything a little boy could possibly want.
I often wonder how he is and where he's living but for reasons of confidentiality we will never know, unless he comes back to visit.
Hi Dr,
Mine is my Grandfather, he was the Kindest,gentlest man,who never said a bad word about anybody, he taught me many things, like how to spend time with the people you love,not to be motivated by money but to strive to be happy and content ,He died more than 20 years ago but I will allways miss him, I hope you have a long,happy and healthy retirement,and welcome you into this asylum, Ray
Mine is my Grandfather, he was the Kindest,gentlest man,who never said a bad word about anybody, he taught me many things, like how to spend time with the people you love,not to be motivated by money but to strive to be happy and content ,He died more than 20 years ago but I will allways miss him, I hope you have a long,happy and healthy retirement,and welcome you into this asylum, Ray
My own father was horribly abusive and my mother let it happen so when he died when I was still quite little that was an amazing break, all the more so because his sometimes friend Calumn who had realised for a while that something wasn't right but didn't really know what came round to our house and took me out. We went to the seaside and I was really overcome with his kindness and ended up telling him exactly what had happened to me. He was horrified but didn't doubt me or make me feel bad for a second, just listened and then promised me that he'd always be my Dad if I needed him to be, since my own had been terrible and was now dead. He kept true to that and supported me in times of real trouble over and over again and is a brilliant surrogate Grandad to my kids who love him as much as I do. Remarkable man, I owe him an immense amount.
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