My Role Model

I have two role models, one is my brother and the other is my dad. My dad is my role model because at one point in his life he was never suppose to walk again. When he was a freshman in high school, he got moved up to pitch for his varsity baseball team. It was his first game pitching and when he stepped down from the mound, the muscle in his calf bursted and split his leg. He collapsed immediately and couldn't move. He was air lifted to Iowa City and had surgery immediately. After surgery was over the doctor told him and my grandparents that he was going to spend the rest of his life in either a wheel chair or with braces on his leg. I can't even imagine having someone tell me that. My dad ended up dong therapy every day for the next 3 years and had to learn how to take his first step again. After all the therapy and hard work, he ended up playing baseball in college and tried to get drafted. He decided not to get drafted and instead start a family with my mom. Eventually he started playing semi pro baseball and is in the movie Field of Dreams. My dad is my role model because he never gives up on anything. Even being told you might never walk again, he proved everyone wrong and ended up being very successful.