A tribute to my dad.
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Every time Father’s Day comes, i can hear children saying praises for their fathers. But never in my life did I experienced paying tribute to my dad.
I grew up to a big family, 7 children all. My brothers and sisters were all grown up when mom gave birth to me. My parents were too busy with our family business, that’s why I seldom see my father at home. If i can clearly recall, he’s at home at night time. But when he is home, you can feel his presence.
When my father is at home, i can feel the sense of security. I can feel that when he is around, I am safe. Nobody can harm me. But I know that he is a disciplinarian, having curfews at home is one evidence. I remember once he said, ” you must be home before it dusks”. But a disciplinarian as he is, I did not receive punishment from my dad. My older siblings experienced punishment but not me.
My father is a man of few words. But if he did, you’ll stoop down when you did something wrong. His words are so intensed that it will pierce your heart but he speaks with authority and if you just remember what he said, it is your gain because he is a man of principle.
I told earlier that I did not experienced punishment from my dad but he is very strict to me and to my sister. When I was about to go to college, he did not allow me to stay with my brother because i was so sickly then. What if my migraine attacks. A father’s concern for his dear child. In my early years of schooling, he did not allows us to come to school riding the public bus or jeepney. My brother will bring us to and fetch us from school. My father is so protective of us.
He may not be a first hand dad, a man of few words but a man of principles. His actions speaks louder than his words. He may be strict sometimes but I know the sincerity of his strictness. His smile tells you, “Is everything okey, my child?” and his touch means so much saying, “don’t worry, child! I am always here for you”.
I am not close to my dad but all the principles he had thought me while he was still alive remained in my heart and will always be here forever. Thank you dad for everything that you have thought me.
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