My mother died because of appendicitis when I was four years old and due to financial difficulties, we were unable to get her admitted to the hospital right away. My three siblings were still in high school at the time, and my father works in construction. Even when we go to school, we don't have enough money; we don't have an allowance, and we don't eat lunch. Actually, we can only eat once or twice a day. Fortunately, my classmates are quite giving; I was given their snacks and food. But despite all that has happened to me, I constantly tell myself to keep going and to work even harder so that I can provide my father with a bright future. To my father, you've been my inspiraton and I promise to payback all your hardships. Thank you for taking good care of me and to our family.
