I'm always thinking about the little wonders I find in the world around me. An old suitcase, which my father has treasured for several decades in his house, has become the biggest wonder in my life.
My father was ever an1when he was young. After struggling for 20 years, he got all his work done well and came back living with my mother 50 miles away from my new house.
A few months ago, I2to visit my parents. As soon as my car stopped, my father brought me in and said, "Come, I have3for you." I followed him to his study. It was an old suitcase. At first sight it might not look like much, it was just a4brown suitcase with two silver locks up on the top. But to him, it's 5what a miracle looks like.
That suitcase is the very one my dad brought with him6he moved to the U.S. from Turkey in 1965. He was just a 19-year-old boy who had7 money, even didn't know a word of English at the time. He left all his friends and family with an empty stomach, 8that he would become an excellent artist one day. That suitcase carried my dad's most9things-many black-and-white photos from home and his favorite art works.
As a kid, I10paid much attention to the suitcase. It only lived quietly on the top of my bookcase. It was the time I got 11that my father told me about it. Looking inside, I found tons of photos and the letters 12wrote to my mother, back and forward between the U.S. and Turkey.
Tears came down, finally I realized 13the suitcase meant to him and his family. How beautiful that dirty old suitcase actually was, it carried my father's dream and the hopes of the family, it's a memory of not only the hardships my parents14, but also all the wonderful things they experienced, how they found love, how they15difficulties and how their dreams came true.
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