Hey dad,
so I got my first official salary today and I honestly couldn't have done it without my unofficial official family. The titular heroes of this letter - the 4 Banana Persons.
I wrote about them individually but I wanted to explain to you why I have them nicknames as (I've mentioned before) they're important to me.
So first in no particular order is Rex Gamble. Or as I like to call him "Gamble the Glorious". (Actually I don't call him that but you gotta admit that would be pretty sick.)
Gamble the Glorious.
I call him that because there's this game I played called Castle Wars which is basically 25v25 capture the flag. And there was this incredible player who was called Gangsta and had the title "the Glorious" and single handedly he would cone into our base, steal the flag, escape, and capture it. He would beat 25 people who are trying to stop him and I thought that was admirable. And he reminded me of Rex.
I've known to Rex to overcome overwhelming odds. I remember one time I had class next door to him and he just came out of a test - his third one of the day - and he was all fired up because he had two more to go and he knew they couldn't stop him. He ended up getting 4 A's and 1 B+. He has 5 of 5 acceptance into all the universities he applied to and never bragged about it - in fact he was incredibly humble about it. He rarely brought it up, thanks those that congratulated him, and assisted others with their uni applications.
He's helped me in countless ways and Ron in even more. He's never asked for anything in return and does out of the goodness of his heart. He would overcome challenges, obstacles, and adversity and I know of he was in the same situation we were in he would do just as well if not better.
CC&C Cheetah.
The second Banana Persons is Cheetah formerly of "...the Charitable" fame. I changed his name for the simple fact that I didn't have to state the obvious. Cheetah is one of the most humbling people I've had the honour of meeting. You know what it's like, small town kid that only knows two things: school and home - except your childhood was rough, forest work in the early am, damn. But you know how it is, we don't know much about the big city and we're intimidated because we don't have money. But he's always helped me out. He's taken me out to go bowling - my secret hobby that I pretend I don't love as much as I do because people will think I'm weird. He's fed me in times when mom and I go to sleep hungry which let me give my food to mom shop she's not hungry. Most amazingly he offered to pay for my IB fees which was 21k. He offered to pay my 21k tuition fee even though it was no business of his own but top him it was because he said , and I remember his words, "you deserve to graduate after putting in two years of your life into it". And to me that's why he's the Charitable.
CC&C means Calm, Cool, and Collected. That's the perfect expansion of him. We've all agreed that of anyone was the cool uncle it would be him. In everything he does, he's been that. He faced litigation charges and he wasn't panicked about it. I did research for him on civil litigation and what they could charge him for and what he could do to prove his innocence and I was frazzled all over the place reading everything on a page and realising it's not specific enough and adjusting my search terms and he was very collected. He stayed calm and kept his cool and he got through it all just fine.
Halcyon Hymn.
This one is a major one for me and probably one of my favorite nicknames I've ever given anyone because it has the most meaning behind it. I renamed Honey to this because whenever she talks to me everything gets better. I'll tell you now, I'm rarely truly happy - I'm just good at faking it. I miss you, I miss my family, what happened to our lives and the difficulties that came. I've ruined relationships to no volition except my own. I'm a walking nightmare, basically. So I pretend to be happy and pretend like nothing can break me down. But with her I don't have to pretend, I'm actually really happy. You probably know this already but I'm incredibly introverted. I skipped a company barbeque because I was to introverted to go outside with my co-workers. I'm still introverted as heck but with her I gave up everyone for her - friends I haven't seen or haven't met yet; I never had to pretend with her.
Funny story, one time she came over to my apartment, right and she had to pretend like she was meeting at a mall because her mum wouldn't let her go to a boy's apartment. And all we did at my apartment was we watched an episode of Scrubs and then we started reading our Kindles (Leah and Emma) and we fell asleep. That was a special day because with anyone else I'd never have done that because I'd not be add comfortable with anyone else. I was truly well and happy at that moment. Maybe I'll tell you more about that day, it's actually a great story - but I'm another letter.
The banana Persons are my family. Honestly since I met them they have felt like more of a family than my own. Because we didn't really talk to each other. They had work, I had school, mum would be out of town for work or we'd not have anything to talk about. These guys took care of me and asked for nothing in return. I'm proud that I can call them my family and they can call me past of theirs (although I'm not so sure on that....I'm actually a terrible person and understandable I'd they don't want to call me family). But nonetheless, without then I'd never have gotten to this point and I owe it all to them.
Yours,
Nasri
