My Hero

My hero would be my grandpa, Soloman Abas. He is an extraordinary person. He grew up in Amsterdam and witnessed the Holocaust, many of his family members died during that time. Once he was in his twenties he moved to America to pursue a career as a medical doctor specializing in radiology. He is my hero in that way because going to America and getting a job in the medical field is a lot of work and i respect him for that. It must have been really hard for him, especially knowing no English when he came here to America. One day I would like to follow in his foot steps and become a medical doctor myself, but possibly in emergency medicine.