The person I admire...(Человек, которым я восхищаюсь)

The person I admire.

   When I think of someone special, the person I admire, my grandfather comes to my mind. He is rather old now, almost 70. Nevertheless, he looks and acts as an up-to-date person. My grandfather’s name is Ivan. He is my mum’s father. He is of  medium height, but he is well-built. His eyes are brown. He is bald. He always speaks to the point and tries to stay informed of all the current events in the world. He went through the Second World War and had several injuries. He survived the times of real famine and poverty. Growing up in a family of 15 children, he had to share one coat and one pair of shoes with his siblings. The same can be said about food. He had to share his only piece of bread or candy with a great number of starving brothers and sisters. However, they survived and they learned to appreciate every little thing in this world.

He has always been good to me and my younger brother, though we are not his only grandchildren. When we were little, he would take us to the ice-cream booth at the central park and buy as much ice-cream as we wanted.

 All his life he had been working at the factory, where he created vehicle parts. Although he has retired long ago, he still does some minor jobs to keep busy.
Whenever any of his relatives needs help, he is always there for them. He is a great husband, a wonderful father and the best grandfather in the world.

I admire him because he is very intelligent, ambitious. He takes care of us because he loves us. He is wonderful, very patient, sensitive and warm-hearted. He is a good example to me and I really love him.