Fighting for.

To me I think that something that is worth fighting for is love because if you really love some one or something you are not going to give them or it up. If you truly love some one and you are close on loosing them you are first going to try your best form having them leave doing what ever it takes your going to fight for love. For example if say that some one you love is going to leave you are you just going to let them go or are you going to try to keep them from not leaving. Also what if you see your little brother is getting pick on for no reason or even for a reason are you going to let him get pick on every Day and knowing that you could do some thing about most people love their family so that were going to go ans fight for their family. I'm pretty sure that if you love your brother you are going to go and fight for hm. Love is so powerful that you can fight for it may different way emotion with physical love can be disappointing too because if you really love some one to let them go they you will after all the fighting you did to try to keep them.

Admire

The two people that I admire the most is both of my parent's, because knowing how much they had to go through when they were young must have been a hard life to live. They both had to drop out of school to support their family financial. My dad would tell me that the money he made working out in the field he had to give it to his parents. And from that, they would give him a certain amount. My dad's older brother said to him "I want you to stay in school so you can get a good education." Until he past away in a car accident at the age of 21. When my dad was 20 years old his dream was the same as any person in Mexico to try to come to America to live a better life for him and to have his kids live a better life too. The day before he left Mexico he promise my mother that he will come back for her. When he came to California he had nothing only a couple of dollars in his pocket. Here in California he was staying with a buddy of his that got him a job at the same place that he was working until he had made enough money working he bought his first car then he left to go back to Mexico to get my mom because he promise her that he would come back for her. They both came to California with pretty much noting. Nether of them knew English my dad knew it, but very little and know they had no were to live so for the fist couple of weeks they were living in their car. Until my dad was making enough money so they could afford a place to live. Theirs plenty more to this story to be told. but that's why I admire them the most not just because their my parents, but also what they had to go trough.