My Father

20 February 2009 | No Comments » |

I cannot say that I have a good and wonderful father. My father is the opposite of my mother .If my mother is a good and wonderful mom not my father. If my mom is a hard worker to give us good life not my father. My father was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. They have a good family. But my father is too lazy even they can send him in college he did not finish his school that’s why when he grow up and can work already he just get a job as a family driver only, because he did not finish his college degree. that’s why when he married my mom he cannot give her a good life .that’s why my mom sacrifice all to us even it is hard for her just to give as good life and she can send us in school admit to my self that I don’t like my father because he is every strictly. Yes I know strictly is good to have a good children. But my father is different even we do not do wrong he punish us hard. I admit I hate him very much because we like a prisoner to his hand. He punishes us like an animal. that’s why when he died I very thankful to the Lord because he free us to the hand to berdugo.But I also admit when time past I miss my father a lot especially when I see those who has a good father and loving one, I tell to my self if he become a good father to us I think he still alive and living with us. I already for give my father to all the thing s he done to us. I realize all things that going on in this world has a purpose even this are good or bad.becasaue of him I grow as a good people .I’m afraid to do what he done to us .I know when I have my own family I will love them, take care of them and give them a good and wonderful life, like my mom done to us.