My Thrid Writing - Comparison Contrast - Milagros Bravo - A09

MY FATHER AND I: DIFFERENT BUT ALIKE

          Many times I have heard my grandparents, aunts and uncles say that I look like my father a lot, but I get the conclusion that all my relatives refer to my appearance. Therefore, most of the time when my mom and I talk about my father, she tells me that my eyes and moles, which I have on my face, are similar to my father's ones had. However, I think that in personality and preferences, my father and I were totally different.

 

        One obvious difference is the passion for reading which my father had. I remember that it did not matter how late at night it was, he loved and enjoyed reading his favorite books, even if he was sleepy. Besides, in his free time he spent long hours in the small library which was in my house and it is still there. In that place, there a lot of books about his career, encyclopedias, literary books, dictionaries and others that he really appreciated. Nevertheless, I do not like read so much, I prefer spend my leisure time listening to my favorite kind of music. Even I can say that without music my life would be so boring, so I do everything with music. For example, I do my laundry, clean up my bedroom and do my homework listening to music. 

 

        My father and I were also dissimilar to the manner of reacting when one of us was dealing with a problem. He did not feel down or discouraged if facing with difficulties. It means that he was a very optimistic person since he tried to look for a solution instead of seeing or focusing on the trouble. On the contrary, I consider myself as a little bit pessimistic because the first thing that comes to my mind when I have problems is that I will not be able to overcome it. For that, every time I faced a problem and felt like giving up; my father was always trying to cheer me up and make me laugh.

 

        In spite of these two differences, my father and I, who seem to be apparently opposite, share one important similarity.

 

        I consider that the most essential similarity that both my father and had was the huge and mutual love we demonstrated each other. This special feeling made us forget our differences and forgive our faults. It was incredible for me how a sincere, honest and true feeling between a father and a daughter made us feel so happy and spent memorable experiences.

 

        It is evident that my father and I were different from each other in our personal tastes, ways of thinking and others. On the other hand, love was the biggest and most important similarity that both had for one another.