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My Hero Is A Hero

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"The real hero is measured not by the size of his strength, but by the size of his heart". When I was a kid a lot of people asked me who my hero was and I often responded with a name of some celebrity who performed a cool stunt or had strength. As time passed by and I started understanding things, I understood hero is not someone who has strength, power, skills. In fact hero is someone who has a bigger heart, someone who has more love to give than strength, or someone who is skilled on thinking for the good of others. A hero can be recognized by the work he has done, by the sacrifices he has made, and how he changed the life of a different person and that is exactly what my dad did, He changed my life. He is My Hero Imagine how hard it must be to leave a place that has given you everything, just so your kids would have a better life, education, job, etc. It was a hard decision that my dad made when he chose to leave Nepal and come to USA. Moving to a place where literally everything is different, language, culture etc., all because your kid would have a better education, lifestyle, future etc. My dad was pretty devastated when he found out that he had to leave everything that he has worked his whole life for. I never thought what must be going through his mind at the time. When I told him I want to leave Nepal and come to USA the only thing that he asked me was "Will you be happy?' And I responded yes. That was the moment my life changed and that all happened because of my dad.
When I was a kid my dad used the phrase "Simple living high thinking" a lot. When we were on our way to USA, we had to spend 3-4 nights in capital Nepal. The place was pretty smelly but the excitement of coming to USA took over. I saw how sad my dad was at that moment and there was nothing I could do, I mean I was pretty immature at that time. We left Kathmandu and we had a long 2 days ahead of us. We landed in Dubai and we had to spend 8 hours in the airport before we could catch our next flight. My dad stood almost 3 hours in a line to get a food in a country where he understood nothing, where the food was different, money was different but somehow, he managed to get food for our family. I cannot think how hard it must have been

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