I admire my grandfather Stepan Leonidovich. He is the best grandfather
one can imagine. He is very kind and patient, knows millions of different
stories and songs, he is very hardworking and can repair every broken thing. He
is 84 years old, but still he is very active. During the WWII his farther, two
uncles and three cousins died, and by the end of the war he was the only man
from his family left. He told me that since 11 years he felt himself responsible
for his mother and two little sisters, and he spent all his life working for
the good of the family. He didn’t get any education, but did everything for his
sisters, and they both graduated from universities and became teachers. When
his mother got sick and had to give up working he worked in three places to
earn enough for the family. He once told me that in those hard years he didn’t
know exactly what haircuts had his sisters, because he didn’t see them for
weeks, put he knew they had food and everything they needed. When his sisters got married one by one, he helped
them both to build houses for their new families, and these houses are still
standing and he is still repairing them. He himself was the last to marry, and
my grandmother says that there has been no day, when he wouldn’t tell her that
she’s the light of his life. Since childhood my grandfather was surrounded and
brought up by women, but he became the ideal of man for all the people who knew
him, and for me too. I have never heard my grandfather complaining and have
never seen him in a bad mood. I truly admire him.