The priceless lesson.

When I lived in my country. Life was hectic, I worked all day, every day I usually slept 5 or 6 hours. I couldn't visit my parents, I was very annoyed with myself. But I have a daughter. She was a teenager, she is active person. Every weekend, she visited my parents, she took care, bought some foods, gave them showers, cut their nails. She helped me so much in my life. This incident had me to realize I was wrong. Even though I had so many jobs (or so much work), but I couldn't forget my responsibility with my family. There are many who people who do not have a family.
Could I forget who bore me, raised me and help me? My daughter reminded me of who I am. And thank her for .

A Priceless Lesson in Humility

Felipe Morales- Rowlett, Texas
As heard on NPR's All Things Considered, December 15, 2008
A few years ago, I took a sightseeing trip to Washington D.C. I saw many of our nation's treasures, and I also saw a lot of our fellow citizens on the street- unfortunate ones, like panhandlers and homeless folks.
Standing outside the Ronald Reagan Center, I heard a voice say, "Can you help me?" When I turned around, I saw an elderly blind woman with her had extended. In a natural reflex, I reached in to my pocket, pulled out all my loose change and placed it on her hand without even looking at her. I was annoyed at being bothered by a beggar.
But the blind woman smiled and said, "I don't want your money. I just need help finding the post office."
In an instant, I realized what I had done. I acted with prejudice-I judge another person simply for what I assumed she had to be.
I hated what I saw in myself. This incident re-awakened my core belief. It reaffirmed that I believe in humility, even though I'd lost it for a moment. The thing I had forgotten about myself is that I am an immigrant. I left Honduras and arrived in the U.S at the age 15. I started my new life with two suitcases, my brother and sister, and a strong no-nonsense mother. Through the years, I have been a dishwasher, roofer, cashier, mechanic, pizza delivery driver among many other humble jobs, and eventually I became a network engineer.
In my own life, I have experienced many open acts of prejudice. I remember a time at age 17, I was a busboy and I heard a father tell his little boy that if he did not do well in school, he would end up like me. I have also witnessed the same treatment of family and friends, so I know what it's like, and I should have known better
But now, living in my American middle-class lifestyle, it is too easy to forget my past, to forget who I am, where I have been and lose sight of where I want to be going. That blind woman on the streets of Washington, D.C., cured me of my self-induced blindness. She reminded me of my belief in humility and to always keep my eyes and heart open.
By the way, I helped that lady to the post office. And in writing this essay, I hope to thank her for the priceless lesson.
Network engineer Felipe Morales was born in Tegucigalpa, Honduras, in 1974, and immigrated with his family to Tampa, Fla., in 1990. He now lives with his wife and children in Rowlett, Texas, where he enjoys playing and coaching soccer.

George Washington.

George Washington was born in Virginia on February 22, 1732. When George was 11, his father died. George did not go to school much, but he was good at math, he became a land surveryor. When he was 20, he joined the army.
In the 1750s, he fought in a war between France and Britain. In 1759, Washington married Martha Custis. They lived on Washington's plantation in Virginia, Mount Vernon. When he died, he freed his slaves.
In 1759 to 1774, Washington served in the government of Virginia. During this time, Britain made the colonists pay taxes. The taxes were unfair. So the representatives asked Britain to end the taxes. But Britain did not agree.
On April 19,1775. The colonists asked Washington to lead their army. He was a good leader.
In 1781. The United States became a free nation.
In 1787, representatives of 13 states met to write a constitution. They wrote the constitution of the United States.
Washington was the first president. He led the new United States in peace.
On December 12,1799, Washington died. He was 67 years old.