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My name is Hunter Smoak and this webite
that I have made is kind of a tribute to my dad and also deals with racism. My major right now pre-med exercise science so
obviously I see myself doing some kind of physical therapy or personal training in the future. I am not very interested in
any kind of math or history, but I love any kind of science. I am motivated by alot of things. I am motivated by God to be
a better person and to just live for him and do everything it takes to figure out the plan he has for my life. I am also motivated
to live up to everything my dad was and everything that he wanted and expected me to be, these two things are really what
drives me to be successful.
I chose racism as my issue because
it is really the only world issue that I feel very strongly about. This issue is just something that should be fixed, but
there is really no way it will every be completely solved on this earth, unless a miracle by God happens. I think it is important
for people to understand because it affects most people almost every day. Regardless of how much of a good person you are,
I know at some point during the day everyone looks at somebody and judges them for something: what their wearing, what they
look like, what color they are, what gender they are, there are just so many things that people may not even realized they
are doing, and I think that if they are more educated on the issue, most people will become more hesitant in judging and realize
that racism, in any form, is wrong.
On January 27 of 2004, my life changed dramatically. As I was getting ready for baseball practice, I received a phone call
from my mom. It was the worst news I could have ever imagined. I sat down on the nearest bench as she explained to me that
my dad had just finished at the doctor’s office and had been diagnosed with lung cancer. Some people really do
not understand how much that affected my life; he was not only my best friend, but pretty much everything to me. And to hear
that he had cancer overwhelmed me. The doctors only gave him two months to live. With his strong will and amazing effort,
he passed everyone's expectations and died on January 23, 2005. Even through his illness he was mentally the strongest man I have ever
known in my entire life. After he was diagnosed with lung cancer, my church surprised my family by setting up a trip to New
York to go to a baseball game in Yankees stadium, everyone knew he was a huge fan and had wanted to go to a game there for
his entire life. That was really an awesome experience for me, just to be able to spend time with him and seeing him be able
to do something that he wanted for his entire life. It’s hard to explain what kind of person he was; he was so unselfish
and was really one of those people who cared way more about helping other people than doing anything for himself. We were
so close before his illness and I guess the only thing I really regret is that we grew apart a lot while he was sick.
It wasn’t because I didn’t care or anything like that at all, it was just that whenever I would be with him in
his room or anything, I never knew what to say to him, almost like it was awkward being around him just because it was so
hard for me to see him like that. I would still give anything just to spend one more day with him and just to hug
him one more time. I miss him more than anything in the world, he lived every day with a passion and I respect him so
much for that. This article on the link was written by a friend just telling what kind of man he was to everyone who knew
him:Gibson Smoak.
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