Here is my Hero righting. I hope you enjoy.
My hero is my grandfather, Özcan Canata. He was born on April 5, 1935. He grew up in Turkey during WW2. During the night they had to cover their windows and turn the lights out so the enemy could not bomb the houses. He was not allowed to play outside and he did not have many friends back then. When he was twelve, he went to boarding school for middle school and high school. The war was over by then, and there he made a lot of good friends who he still meets with today. When he grew up he became a physician. He worked as a military doctor in Turkey for a year, and then worked in several hospitals in Germany. Soon afterwards he opened a doctor’s office. He worked there until he retired in 1998. He returned to Turkey and decided to have a farm.
I always enjoy listening to my grandfather in a long car trip and hearing his stories. They are always funny and interesting. One of his funny stories is that he was on duty at the hospital, and this unconscious man with a burst eye brow was lifted to the hospital. Since the man was unconscious they did not need the anesthesia shot to numb him. When they were operating, the man’s face was twitching, and my grandfather thought that he was beginning to wake up so my grandfather began working faster. Then suddenly the man punched my grandfather and broke his nose, but the man was still unconscious. A few weeks later, that same man came and visited my grandfather and apologized for what had happened. The man was a boxer, and he said that if he feels pain he punches as a reflex. I find this story funny since this does not happen every day at a hospital where the doctor ends up as the patient.
On my hero’s farm, my hero keeps chickens as one of his hobbies, and he is very determined. One day my hero had received a couple of fertile chicken eggs from a friend that would hatch into a kind of chicken that my hero did not have. My hero had a chicken that was sitting on some fertile eggs, and put the eggs that he got under that chicken. A few weeks later all of the eggs hatched except the one that my hero added. Instead of giving the eggs back, my hero put them in his incubator, and in the incubator you have to rotate the eggs every 23 hours. When the eggs did hatch, my hero could not put the chicks with the other chickens because the chicks would starve without a mother, so he had to feed them by hand for a month. Afterwards the chicks could survive without a mother. My hero showed determination because instead of giving the eggs back, he took care of them by helping them hatch, and helping them grow up into healthy chickens.
My hero is very creative and unique with his hobbies; mainly painting. My hero made this very abstract painting of a vase of tulips. In the picture the vase of wilting yellow tulips is on a table against a black background. One of the wilting tulip’s color is dripping away slowly, and a skeleton of that flower is left. The color pours onto the table creating an ocean of yellow dye that is cascading over the table into a void. In the ocean there is a small man in a row boat, rowing across the ocean. My hero made this painting to remind us that nature is dying and falling apart, yet humans are still enjoying the moment and not caring about the nature that is around them.
My hero has changed how I look at problems. He has taught me that there is light in every shadow. For example, if I try out for a swim team, and I have practiced all year long, I might feel like I am ready when I decide to try out but fail. Instead of being really sad, I should cheer up now that I have learned that I am very bad at butterfly, and I should practice more on butterfly. I should try again next year for that same team, and if I fail again next year I should try again. This is one of the many things that my hero has taught me.
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