“ABOUT MY FAMILY”

My lovely family consists of only three members my mom,

my sister and me. It was bigger when my Dad was alive. He
died from a heart attack when I was nearly 16. Not realizing
how tragic and irrevocable the event of his death was for my
Mom and my little sister, I could not utter even a tear. I was
not being merciless or cruel toward my father, for I loved
him very much and tried to spend as much time with him as
I could. After his busy working day at a plant he arrived home
tense, a little nervous and upset, kissing my Mom on the
cheek, hugging my sister and me. He rumpled my neatly
combed, sparse hair making me angry because I liked to be
tidy, and then disappeared behind the door of his study room,
not saying a word. We all knew that we should not disturb or
bother him at that moment and returned to our school
tedious homework giving our fierce-looking father some time
to come to his senses. My father was a leading manager of
RMN gensan. It was an extremely responsible and important
job of which he was proud. After spending some time with his
drawings, estimates and calculations and making some calls to
his colleagues, everything became quiet behind that giant oak
door. Then, all of a sudden.