Ode

I might be writing an ode to my parents for everything they did. They gave me everything I needed. Education was something that they put both time and money into. I would probably even be sorry if I didn’t get into a good college. What I love my parents the most was also providing pleasure instead of just plain education. Whenever I buy iPods or PS3, I would be thankful because some parents don’t eve allow these kinds of entertainments. Those are not the only things I get. T shirts, pants, shoes…are all the things I get for free. I get to choose almost whatever I wanted.

The heart touching part about my parents is that they take care of me with real “care” they took care of me when I was sick, or protect me for safety, such as crossing the streets. Just like what most children would say: my parents are the best parents in the world! And I mean it when I say it. I am just a “flower being taken care in the greenhouse” is what a Chinese idiom would describe me. Whenever my things were broken, my father would always fix it for me. This is how nice my parents were.