One father is more than a hundred schoolmasters. A wise
father knows his own child. And one man in his time plays many parts.
The
day we were born, it was our parents delight. Their joy of having a child for
the first time, or for having once again. Being a father and a mother was a big
deal for them, but because in a couple, they’ll need someone else who could
make their lives happier and it was their child’s birth that could do it so. I,
Ederleen Escallar, was the first child of Mr. Edgar Escallar and Mrs. Erly
Escallar. And I was their first happiness, especially my father.
My
father was now a retired Philippine Navy. He was from Trece Martires City and
born on October 23. He was really a hard-working person, who does everything
for me. I’ll ask him to buy what I need, and then he’ll do. I’ll ask him to
place this there or anywhere else, then he’ll do. I’ll ask him to do this or
that, and then he’ll do. He did what I want him to do, and he make things
happen as how I want them to be. That’s how he knew me very well, because if he
didn’t, he knew that it will be his fault if I fail.
There’s
no more I can ask for him, after all those things he had done. What I can do
more, was just to follow his dreams for me which was to finish the course that
I want, and be the one for now to be his soldier. That’s the only thing I can
return everything he have given for me. But for now, though Father’s Day had
ended, I still intend to give something for him. It would be something that
he’d not forget, because it will be the first time, and on my own.
I
know how much he had done for me, since the day I was born. He was the one who
I always wanted to be with when I was a child. And also, he was the one, who
wanted every little thing that I’ll do, be a better one. Though there are many
times I was scolded, I’d still not forget everything about him, because he’s
worth more than a thousand guys out there for me. There’s no him, and then
there’s no me. I’ll study hard and do all the best that I can for him to be
really proud and not be disappointed of me.

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