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__A Survivor__. here have been a lot of heroes over the past. People think that you have to be strong to be a hero. (That's not true.) There are a lot of heroes just like you and me. Hercules is a hero. But, did you know that heroes really don't have to be s SUPER HERO!? I have a hero. His name is Leonard Corcoran, and he is a grandfather, a husband, a carpenter and a survivor of World War II. He was in the army and he survived! He is healthy and lives a good life. After his experience in World War II he fell in love with Ruth. They got married and are now living in Bradford, Massachusetts. They have more than eight wonderful grandchildren. They go on family trips and are having no trouble at all surviving the rest of their adventures in life. He plays with me and tells me that he will teach me how to make things with wood and how to put things together. We will try to make the best fun out of the years to come. He is getting older and has a hearing aide. I believe in him and and I have trust in him. I hope he will live and be active for a long time. He is my hero, my grandfather, a husband, a carpenter and A SURVIVOR!

__My Dad__ Dad is my hero because he is a very good firefighter. He has saved a lot of lives. He saved a man from choking to death. He also had to take a fire hose from the first floor of a burning building to the third floor. There were parakeets still trapped in the building. My Dad and his crew got the birds out safely. My Dad was __Firefighter Of The Year__ for bringing a man back to life from a heart attack. My Dad is also my hero because he helps me with my Quad when it is broken. After he fixes it he takes me riding the next weekend. My Dad takes me plowing snow in his truck with him. Sometimes we have to get up at four o'clock in the morning to plow. We usually go and get a coffee. My Dad bought me a puppy. She is a yellow lab. Her name is Sandra. She is very wild. We have fun together. My Dad makes roaring fires in the fireplace. They are cozy and warm. Dad and I get the wood from my Uncle and stack it on our deck. My Dad takes our family to Nova Scotia. We have a camp in Clementsvale, Nova Scotia. We have lots of friends up there. We go swimming, fishing, and riding. My Dad and I pick blueberries. My Mom makes blueberry pancakes and muffins. My Dad also takes me to my Uncle's camp in Maine. We go fishing and hunting there. We bring our Quads and have lots of fun. We usually go for the weekend. Once a year we go on a father-and-son canoe trip with our friends and relatives. My Dad and I are good buddies. I love him and he loves me.

__My Hero__ hero is a person that you think is special. Most people think a hero is somebody that saves people. That is not true. A hero is really any person you think is special. You could be a hero. But I picked my great-grandmother because I think she is very, very special. When you are hurt or sick she is always there for you. If you are mad and need a little talk, she is right by your side. Also, when we go over her house she plays with us. We either play cards or play with her dolls. But, I don't care what we play because what makes the game fun, is that my great-grandmother is there. She is also very funny. Once at Halloween she pretended she was a vampire! Her favorite place to go is to the beach with me. We swim or find animals. It is always the best place to go. Sometimes I go to her house and watch scary movies. I love her so very much! I don't know how I could live without her!

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My Hero By: Sarah Jones Many kids my age admire famous people like Britney Spears or the President, but my hero is someone different. He isn’t famous or doesn’t have a lot of money, he didn’t win the World Series or go to the Super Bowl, but he is the still the most inspiring person I know. My hero is my little brother. Six years ago my little brother Ryan was diagnosed with Autism. Autism is a disorder of the brain that causes him to have trouble communicating and socializing with people. I had read about all of these people with Autism and the symptoms, things seemed to be different with Ryan. He displayed all of the symptoms, but he didn’t seem to let them bring him down. When Ryan was diagnosed my family wasn’t sure how to deal with it, we all knew that Ryan was different but we never realized that he had a disorder. We weren’t sure how this was going to affect us as a family, or even Ryan for that matter. We visited numerous doctors and therapists, they all told us that Ryan was going to be different from all the other kids his age and that we may want to consider placing him in a special school system. We immediately knew this wasn’t for Ryan. As Ryan began to get older and understand that he was different, it seemed like he never let it get to him. Although he didn’t socialize very well with the kids his age and he was very quiet, he liked to do all the same things as them. He loved video games and riding his bike, anything outdoors was his favorite. He is also the most artistic person I know. He can sit for hours drawing or painting, any feelings that he has trouble expressing came out in his art work. Ryan was placed in a class with kids his own age that didn’t have Autism. My mother felt like it would help him to be surrounded by his peers. He had an aid that helped him do his class work and any other tasks he needed help with. Some of the kids in his class made fun of him, but he didn’t care. He just brushed it off his shoulder. Just because he wasn’t the same as them he knew he wasn’t different in a bad way. Ryan is my hero because since day one there has been people telling him the things he can and cannot do, but he has never let it bring him down. He lives his day to day life with a smile on his face doing the things he loves. He is the most kind and sincere person I know, everything little thing he does comes from the heart. Just seeing him happy makes everyone around him happy. He has overcome a lot in his short ten years of life, he has been in and out of doctor’s offices and therapist’s offices, he has taken medicine after medicine, and yet he is still happy. He is able to smile through anything and that alone makes him my hero.