In this blog post, we will introduce various examples of self-introduction essays that focus on family relationships and family introductions to describe the growth process.

 

Diligence and Humility Learned from My Father

My father is a symbol of diligence to me. He has been driving a city bus for 30 years without missing a single day, even when he was in a bad mood or feeling unwell. During his career, he has won the “Friendly Driver Award” five times at the company’s year-end ceremony, demonstrating his kindness and warmth toward passengers. I admire his professionalism for driving safely without a single major accident, always adhering to safety guidelines, especially when elderly passengers were on board.
He is also a humble man who, even when getting up early in the morning to drive the first bus, would say that it was nothing compared to the many people who had to go to work at that hour. Watching my father, I felt that taking pride in one’s work and doing it diligently is the most professional and beautiful thing one can do. Through him, I also learned how important it is to respect and consider others, and to always adhere to principles in social life.
Since my parents both worked, I learned responsibility from a young age by taking care of my younger sibling and doing household chores. When my parents were not home, I took on the role of the eldest, which made me mature and reliable compared to my peers.
During middle school, which was an all-boys school, I served as the class beautification officer, managing posters and helping teachers keep the classroom neat. Since other students found it tedious, I volunteered for the role. I did it with the mindset of serving the class, and because I did a good job in my first year, my peers recommended me for the role in my second and third years, allowing me to fulfill my responsibilities as beautification officer for all three years.
Throughout my formative years, I practiced the values of diligence and consideration that I learned from my father, which helped me grow into a considerate and diligent young man.

 

 

Learning the value of inclusivity and consideration through my younger brother

As a child, I was an older brother who felt a slight sense of superiority toward my younger brother, who was relatively uninterested in academics. Unlike me, who was born with average abilities, my younger brother had a likable face, tall stature, and an outgoing personality, which made him popular among his peers from a young age. The only thing my brother couldn’t focus on was studying, so I vowed to maintain my older brother’s prestige by creating a significant gap in our academic performance. Instead of playing with friends, I spent my time solving problem sets and studying for exams to build my own credentials. Additionally, even though my brother had easily recognizable social achievements, I harbored a slight arrogance, believing that I would ultimately be the winner in life because I had acquired far more knowledge. It was a time when my inferiority complex toward my brother had consumed me with misguided stubbornness.
I ignored my younger sibling’s strengths, such as sports and active social relationships, and instead fixated on accumulating grades to prove my worth. As a result, while I achieved higher test scores than before, I had lost much of the joy in life. In my relationships with friends, I was neglectful, and I rejected TV shows, entertainment, and internet trends that everyone else enjoyed, labeling them as “unintellectual.” As a result, I became trapped in a narrow world of my own, unable to share anything with anyone. I realized that what I had poured all my knowledge and effort into, believing it to be the perfect answer, was not seen that way by others. A harmonious answer that satisfies everyone does not come from the pursuit of mere practicality, but from a broad-minded approach that considers everyone. After this realization, I began to shed the prejudice that spending time with others was just a waste of time and made efforts to open myself up.

 

 

A figure like a zelkova tree, my father

In my childhood, my father was a steadfast figure who treated people with unwavering resolve and lived his life with conviction. He was like a zelkova tree, firmly rooted and standing tall. He moved to the city from the countryside with nothing but his bare hands, taking on any manual labor or odd jobs, driven by the goal of one day opening a restaurant where people could come and go freely, no matter the season. His passion for achieving his dream fueled his relentless efforts, pushing him forward on a straight path toward his goal. His determination was so strong that he convinced my mother, who had dreamed of marrying into a wealthy family and living a life of luxury, to become his partner in building a future together. Yet, he never acted impulsively or indulged in reckless ambition. Instead, he meticulously cultivated the drive to charge forward toward his goal with unwavering focus, an effort that defied imagination.
Rather than simply following trends or offering mediocre dishes, he dedicated himself to developing recipes that were rich in nutrition and flavor—dishes he truly loved and believed could satisfy people’s appetites. From as far back as I can remember, my father was fully committed to preparing to open a restaurant. Even after securing sufficient funds, he did not hastily look for land or a business type. Instead, he was obsessed with building a restaurant that would leave a lasting legacy as a source of pride in his life, not just a means of making money or doing business. While moving straight toward his goal, he never made final decisions impulsively. My father’s philosophy, that to grow a strong tree, one must carefully choose the soil and the species, has been proven by the fact that his restaurant has been thriving for over 20 years.

 

 

A childhood filled with a love for people

From a young age, I have always loved people. Regardless of age or gender, the warmth of humanity was what mattered most to me. When I was born, I was said to be a child who didn’t cling to anyone and enjoyed being around and being held by others. My father began his career at the neighborhood office, which is now the community center. Even though he was a public servant, such a profession was not socially prestigious at the time. However, my father was very satisfied with his job. Although it wasn’t a profession that earned a lot of money or was particularly popular, he found greater fulfillment in helping others. The daily life my father described wasn’t particularly special, but it was mostly like this: Young people today can easily fill out forms or know what information is missing, so they don’t have to worry much about it. However, what my father cares about is that most of the people he helps are elderly who cannot read or write or don’t know what to do. He said that helping such people makes him feel like he’s had a very fulfilling day. My mother is also a public servant, but unlike my father, she doesn’t handle general office work; she does work that falls under a specialized profession. However, I think I have unconsciously inherited my father’s personality. While handling tasks professionally is important, treating people as people is what I find more appealing.

 

 

A reliable ally, my older sister who is five years older

My parents, who both worked, were always busy with work. When I was young, I sometimes felt neglected. While other children had their mothers waiting with umbrellas to walk them home in the rain or snow, I often had to walk home alone in the rain. However, I never resented my parents. Thanks to them, I grew up to be someone who takes responsibility for my work and strives to carve out my own future. To avoid being a burden on my parents, who worked hard outside the home, I always gave my best effort to the tasks assigned to me. I believe that my older sister played a significant role in shaping my mindset. My sister, who is five years older than me, was someone I admired. She was academically gifted and talented in the arts, and she took care of me in place of our busy parents. She also provided me with valuable advice, encouraging me to work hard and be grateful to our parents. Through healthy competition with my sister, who was always recognized for her achievements, I too was able to grow and develop. As a result, we became well-known sisters, with people recognizing us as “the sisters” whenever we were mentioned. Even during the time when I was deeply contemplating my future, my sister was a great source of support. When I was in my senior year of high school, struggling with college admissions, my sister, who was already in her final year of university, provided me with practical advice based on her own experiences. Thanks to my sister’s help, who knew better than anyone else what I was interested in, I was able to design a more solid future for myself. Even now, my sister and I are each other’s strongest supporters. I believe that it is because of each other’s help that we are able to live our lives confidently and successfully.

 

 

The aesthetic sense I inherited from my mother and the creative thinking I inherited from my father

Thanks to my mother’s exceptional aesthetic sense, our home was as beautiful as any house featured in a magazine. I was always amazed by her ability. Even curtains that seemed impossible to revive from outdated trends were transformed into decorative pieces for our home through her touch. Despite never having formally studied design, my mother’s craftsmanship was exceptional. Many people have told me that I inherited her talent, as I was often praised for my design sense from a young age. My parents enrolled me in an art school because I loved drawing, and there I received numerous compliments on my work. Through art, I developed a particular interest in industrial design rather than fine art. This mindset was shaped by attending numerous art exhibitions with my mother, particularly an industrial art exhibition that left me feeling excited. After that, I realized that product design was the field I wanted to pursue, and I began learning computer design. My mother played a significant role in supporting me as I pursued my dream in product design.
My father is an inventor. He takes great pride in his inventions, holding patents for several technologies. He constantly thinks about what could make daily life more convenient, demonstrating a highly creative mindset. Even at his age, I am often surprised by his innovative ideas. In his inventions, he always prioritizes convenience as the utmost value. I believe that I also prioritize practicality and convenience in my design work because of my father’s influence. I think my parents have given me a lot of genetic help in designing products that are both aesthetically pleasing and practical. If I actively utilize these abilities, I believe that I will be able to create the best product designs.

 

 

Growing up passionately under passionate parents

Both of my parents are over sixty years old, but they are still studying at a community college. My mother is taking courses at a childcare center to become a storyteller, and my father is studying to obtain a nursing care worker certification while also planning a business and attending classes at a small business development center. I believe there are few people of their age who are studying so diligently. When I was young, they were even more passionate, working from dawn until late at night and studying afterward. My father was in sales and was so dedicated that he was the top performer in the city where we lived. My mother was the same. Growing up with such parents, I too became passionate. When others did one thing, I did two or three, and if I liked something, I had to go see it and experience it firsthand to feel satisfied. After seeing a photo book by a foreign designer in middle school, I was drawn to design and began studying art, eventually majoring in design. I chose web design as my specialty and have been working in related fields ever since. I worked as a freelancer for a very long time, gaining practical experience in various places.

 

 

Diligence and dedication, learned from my father

My father runs a factory that produces automobile parts. The parts are now recognized as essential components for cars and are exported to various countries. However, the factory was initially in very poor condition, and my father even faced bankruptcy. At that time, our entire family struggled, and my father endured immense hardship while being hounded by creditors. Despite these challenges, our family stayed united and became the foundation for my father to rise again, and eventually, he succeeded in rebuilding the business. My father’s belief is that one must never lose faith in people. This is because, while his business failure stemmed from a lack of trust in people, his successful comeback was also driven by his belief in others. My father ended up in debt due to a guarantee he provided for a business partner, but he was able to revive the company by obtaining a patent for a new product. This was made possible by his continued trust and investment in his employees, who created parts that met new requirements and secured the patent.
Another of my father’s core beliefs is the importance of always giving one’s best effort. He would rise early in the morning to go to the factory, work late into the night, and return home. Even now, though he has entrusted much to his subordinates, he still meets with buyers from other companies to negotiate contracts and works tirelessly day and night. He continues to arrive early at the office, personally overseeing necessary matters, and carefully encouraging his employees. Growing up alongside my father, witnessing his principles in action, I have become a person who values trust and integrity in others.

 

 

I learned that diligence and hard work are the highest values

My parents, who regarded diligence and hard work as the highest values, had a profound influence on shaping me into a person who lives a planned life with a diligent attitude. My father, who runs a business, continues to lead over a hundred employees without losing sight of his original aspirations. He would start his day at 5 a.m. and never put down a book until he left for work at 6 a.m. Seeing my father’s dedication, I could never afford to be lazy. I admired his strict self-discipline and unwavering commitment to learning, and I have always aspired to become a person as admirable as him. My father, who lost his parents at a young age and built his life from scratch, worked tirelessly to ensure that his children would never have to endure poverty. However, while he provided generously for our family to live comfortably, he never wasted money. Though frugal in his personal expenses, he never spared any support for his family. I believe it is thanks to my father that I am able to live a comfortable life today. He also paid close attention to those around him. He regularly donates to a rehabilitation center and often says that when he thinks about the difficult times he went through, he cannot ignore his neighbors who are struggling. My father told me, “You are able to enjoy your happiness today because you have lived a life of diligence and doing your best.” He also encouraged me to find happiness in everyday life. In fact, my father is someone who always lives with a grateful heart. He is grateful for each day that passes safely and for good weather, and his attitude of gratitude and positivity has greatly influenced me to become someone who appreciates the small joys of life and does not overlook the difficulties of those around me.

 

 

A person who is always striving to improve

I believe that a person who is always growing is someone who, before being told by others, identifies their own shortcomings and strives to overcome them. Such a person is someone who continuously works on self-improvement. I have observed such a person closely, and I have learned this quality from him—my father. My father runs a small parts factory. When I was young, he earned a living by producing machine parts for large corporations that provided designs and placed orders. However, as more subcontracting companies emerged, it became increasingly common for companies to rely on bribes or connections to secure orders, making it difficult to secure steady work. My father realized that if things continued this way, it would become extremely difficult to keep the factory running in the future. He decided that we needed to produce items that could be manufactured in-house. Despite his lack of formal education, he decided that he couldn’t afford to wait any longer, especially since I was about to start elementary school. He took the GED exams and completed his high school education. He then secured a job in the production department of a large corporation, participating in factory operations during nights and weekends to build his skills. Eventually, he began designing and manufacturing products based on his own designs, and now operates the factory with various certifications and patents. My mother often tells me that I have been greatly influenced by my father. My father was always so focused on his work that he couldn’t pay much attention to what I was doing, but I too can become so absorbed in a task that I don’t even notice if there’s a war going on around me. Additionally, when I was young, watching my father draw designs inspired me to dream of building cars and robots. Now, I am striving to inherit my father’s abilities and become the best service engineer I can be.