The article won second prize in the composition contest "Dien Quang and I", aiming to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the company's founding.
My father was born in a poor province in the Central region. I remember the Lao wind in June blowing on my face and burning my face. The harsh sunlight of the Central region has caused many people in the Central region to leave the country.
At that time, my hometown was very poor. There is only one house in the whole district with a dynamo to run light bulbs. Every night, the whole neighborhood would gather in Uncle Luong's yard to shine a shadow to see the electric light. The round light bulb emits yellow rays of light, making all the children in my neighborhood bustle every evening. But every night, Mr. Luong only lights up the electricity for 2 hours and runs the generator. After the lights went out, the whole neighborhood gradually sank into darkness, leaving only the flickering oil lamps in the quiet night.
Every night when I sleep next to my father, I whisper to myself, how nice it would be if our house had an electric light bulb like Uncle Luong's house. Why doesn't our house have electricity like Uncle Luong's house? I wish my house had light like car lights, then my classmates would squint.
My father said nothing, patted my head and hugged me. The next day, my father discussed with his mother that he would go to the South to start a business. Dad wanted us to grow up and study in a good environment. Our lives will be brighter.
So after a year, my father applied to work in a Dien Quang light bulb factory. Every month, my father saves his meager salary and sends it home to my mother to pay for our education. Thanks to the money soaked in my father's salty sweat, my four brothers and I did not have to drop out of school.
The birthday gift I received after a year my father was away from home was a very large cardboard box. I nervously opened it and saw: Oh! A box of Dien Quang light bulbs came with a letter from dad, he said this was a reward the factory gave him for completing a job well, he knew I always wanted to discover new things, he gave me this reward. I. Dad hopes that in the future, when I go to college, I will be an engineer and research new lines of light bulbs for farmers to produce for bumper crops, and the lives of people in my hometown will be less difficult. .
Five months passed, my hometown began to have electricity. At night, my neighborhood lights up again, the round light bulbs are replaced by compact fluorescent bulbs that radiate warm light to dispel the cold of winter.
I went to South University to study, bringing with me my father's love and hope. Dad still worked hard in the light bulb factory to support me during the 4 years I sat in the lecture hall at the University of Economics. When I graduated, I became a salesperson at Dien Quang. I brought my father's dream of bringing light bulbs to every remote village, lighting up every road.
I really wanted my dad to quit work, but he insisted on not quitting. Dad said: his whole life he has been attached to this light bulb factory. In the past, when there were no modern machines, Dad had to blow each glass tube to create the shape of a light bulb. Seeing the first products being released, Dad was very happy. Now, every day my factory produces thousands of better quality light bulbs and more types. Every time I see quality products coming out of the oven, my joy remains the same as the first day.
I am what I am today thanks to my father's sacrifice. My family today has a good life. My father's feelings of attachment to the Dien Quang factory were passed on to us brothers and sisters to cherish. My mother opened an electrical store in her hometown and only sold Dien Quang light bulbs. Perhaps that was also what my father wanted when he and his colleagues were hard at work producing light bulbs in the factory, my mother would be the one to The most enthusiastic sales consultant so that quality light bulb products can reach the farmers in my hometown.
City. Ho Chi Minh, 2012.
