From the time we are born to the inevitable moment of our death, we encounter many different people. Some of them exist in our lives as friends, some raise and mould us into who we are today, some act as a shoulder for us to cry on; and some influence us and completely change the way we think and our personal perspective of life, positively or negetively. The people who influence us can consist of a variety of people, whether they are relatives, or teachers, or friends, or famous people that we may/may not even have met before. Thus, I shall start with the introduction of the one and only person who has greatly influenced me in life and was an inspiration to me: that person was my grandfather Dennis. Grandpa Dennis was my maternal grandfather who sadly departed shortly after my eleventh birthday after enduring a five year battle with prostate cancer. His death was a devastating blow to me as I felt he was taken away from me too soon in my life. Despite that, I never forgot the every lesson and every single word of advice he gave me in my younger years before his departure. He was, to me, the wisest and most ingenious man I ever knew, and was incredibly present in my childhood life. Grandpa Dennis always worked hard, he had owned a chain of restaurants (which have now been passed to my uncles), played in the share market and successfully raised five children with his wife (my grandmother). I was born in a mild-mannered, middle-class family. My parents were hardworkers who worked five days a week, eight hours a day to make ends meet; and most importantly, to provide me and my siblings a condusive and comfortable life to live in. While they were away, guess who was the father figure that loomed around me during my childhood years? Grandpa Dennis. Grandpa never failed on a daily routine of driving me to school and back, preparing lunch, helping me with my