My Dad: A Hero
“After a hurricane, comes a rainbow.” - Katheryn Hudson. My father, Morris Arvoy, grew up in one of the most dangerous cities in the world: Flint, Michigan. He has almond shaped, brown eyes, tan skin, and thick,dark hair just like his parents Jody and Floyd Arvoy. My hero knows the troubles of life; he is kind of like a rock, no matter how much weathering he undergoes, he stays solid and gets sharper. The ride gets easier. My dad is a hero. Through his own experiences he helps me with a big challenges in my life. My father has taught me that life goes on, no matter what happens today, tomorrow, or five years from now. I appreciate it; I really do. I'm going to honor him as best I can.
As we all know, or will soon discover, life can be tricky. Life has a lot of ups and downs and all arounds. When Morris Arvoy was 12, his parents got divorced. “It was sad, and because I was an only child,
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I stayed alone in my room a lot,” my he told me once. Sadly, That was just the beginning of the rocky road ahead. As my dad got older, he himself got a divorce from our mom and then later lost his job and was out of work for almost 8 years. Yet, even though he was struggling financially and times were devastatingly hard, he never let my twin brother, myself or our cat think so. He bought us what we needed, and occasionally treated my brother and me with a box of our “favorite crackers”.Today, my dad’s mom,my grandma, is extremely sick. It is painful thinking that she could fade away at any moment. She has been such a big part of our lives; always coaching my brother and me to love everyone no matter their color, race, or religion. Despite my father's hard past, and part of his present, he has moved on and is now happily employed at MSU. Through his experience, he was able to help me move on from a tough challenge I had as well. Undoubtedly, feelings are hard, they can be overwhelming, and anxiety is one of the worst feelings of all. It feels as if someone has just spun you around 50 times, with your hands tied behind your back and your eyes blindfolded. Then, you get thrown you over the side of an incredibly, monstrous building that's destination ends in a giant ocean filled with sharks. You start out with that confused, out-of-touch feeling, then the stomach drop occurs, as you sky rocket downward. You are put into a zone of stress, where you must figure how to untie your hands, take the blindfold off, and, at the same time, you try to prevent an outcome you cannot change: “will I land in the area of a shark?” This is when my dad comes into place. The very first time, and only time, I ever had a panic attack was last year. It was awful and due to a lot of stress. But, thankfully, my hero was there to save the day. Not only did my dad find me relatives and celebrities who had anxiety, but he also spent long hours during the week to research articles and essays about how anxiety is something that is fairly easy to deal with when you have the proper “tools” I understand what my father did to help me does not seem like much. But to me, the person who was struggling, it was, and I have learned so much from all the things he taught me. I am an overall more calm individual, and I have a lot less stress. Now that I have sat down with my top dog and have taken out extra activities that I do, I made more time for me. I love when I get to learn from my life teacher, especially when I get to pick the lesson. That is why it’s a great thing that I share a common interest of theater with my dad; without his help I would have never never nailed the New York accent in a play I was just in called Miracle on 34th Street.
This is typical though, in our leisurely weekend lessons (that aren't so leisurely) we talk theater, and Mr. Arvoy drills tips and tricks into my head. I have learned, and continue to learn so much when I watch him perform and just watch him in his everyday life. A big part of theater, I now realize from watching my dad, is that is that when on stageway you choose to portray the character you play is very similar to the way that you portray life. Life is a stage, and a stage is life. Thus, it is extremely critical to know this when hard times come knocking at your door.We choose to make life this big, dramatic, complicated thing, when it's not. This is something that has really helped my father later in life, and that is starting to help me now. Isn’t that funny: my dad helps me when we are both oblivious of it! I love my hero, my savior, my teacher, my
dad. Morris Arvoy is more than a dad to me, he is more than a hero. He is an accomplished, fascinating person who has not only told me, but showed me, that life goes on no matter what. As I previously stated, my dad's life has defiantly not been the easiest. He has had an overall depressing life, with loneliness, divorce, unemployment. Though my dad’s life was tough, he loved(and still loves) my brother and I with everything that he had. He used to say ( and still says today) “You and your brother are the light of my life.” and when I was younger those powerful heartfelt words didn't mean a thing to my adolescent mind. But as my mind continues to grow and develop, and as I continue to unravel the history of my dad’s life, I feel the weight of those words,pushing at the back of my eyes. They push emotion onto me with a real, pure feeling that rains one word: hero.
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