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I bought my dad a grill yesterday. I barely slept Friday night, but I didn't mind being woke up at 10 in the morning. Dad called and he was asking if I buy him a grill. and may I reiterate: HE WAS ASKING ME. HE DIDN'T TELL ME TO BUY IT. HE ASKED ME FIRST. And I know that for all the good things he has done to my life, he had the right to tell me to buy it. Instead, he asked first.
NO CRYING, BOY!
I'm betting I slept for four hours. Still I knew that my Saturday would be wonderful, so I stood up anyway. Besides, I also knew that I had to get my dad something this Sunday, good thing it's a grill. It's cheaper than a laptop.
Of course he wouldn't know that he's supposed to get a laptop this Father's Day. Don't tell him. Haha.
My dad's simple and humble. A lot of people don't know how smart he is. He's always helped me in math and physics and stuff and he drew me projects that were due next morning. He also taught my older bro. and he's waaay better than me in Arithmetic and Sciences. And people say that I'm good in Math. Hell no, I suck, and I'd usually cry to daddy when it comes to problem solving.
Not anymore. He's taught me well as well. Haha.
My dad's been valedictorian in high school and elementary where I barely excelled. I studied at the same elementary school as him and the same high school back in the Philippines. The teachers knew him.... they knew him well. Unfortunately, I didn't have the brain capacity like his when he was young. Sorry teachers, and yes, I'm his son.
Smart man. Strong ethics. How I wish to possess thee.
My dad has always been an outstanding worker. I lost count on the places where he worked, because they've been competing for his service. He worked as a teacher, engineer, project manager... erm... and more. I forgot. And he's bought a computer when there was no OS except DOS. He needed it for work. He's been doing complicated jobs ever since I can remember. Good thing I was a nosy snotty 3 year old kid back then, thanks to him, I was able to learn and use the computer using DOS at the age of 3.
He's hardworking and realizing his sacrifice would always make me pause. I mean, he had made so many sacrifice just to keep our spirits up; not to mention keep us satisfied. Settling here in Canada, hasn't been a walk in the park and we saw his dedication for the family when he went home coughing real bad. It was still cold outside and we didn't have a car yet. Sure he'd take the bus early morning, but everyday he would still need to walk a distance and wait for the bus. And my dad is very susceptible to cough and colds. Despite the cold weather, the very exhausting job, the pressure of the environment and the weariness, he didn't make a fuss. HELL NO. He didn't make any fuss. I can't stress this more, but yes, not a complain from his mouth. He didn't complain how lame his new *starting* job was and he didn't say anything that would regret him from leaving all our good stuff in the Philippines.
He was already sick, but he was still going to work because he knew what was on the line -- the impression of our future here in Canada. I know, I know. He needs to work even if he's sick, because we need food on our table. BUT... isn't that amazing? He's not supposed to do that.
My dad is also the chauffeur. I've known him driving us around since... ever. Back in the Philippines, he'd usually drive us, me and my bro, from home to the university -- cars are expensive, and no one dared to learn how to drive between us both. Anyway, everyday he'd drive for hours to and from work, pick us up and stuff, and so on. Dude, that's dedication right there.
As for games, oh yeah. He's one player. When we bought the Wii, oh boy. We had fun. My cousin commented that he wished my uncle was like him. He's still playing by the way.
My dad's also a bit lazy, I mean he doesn't go out much often. He also likes to eat. He said it makes him happy. Well, if eating and hanging around at home makes him happy, then problem solved. I'll say it's not so bad living a simple life-- not too many complicated thoughts and one can sleep easy too.
The biggest thing that would always make me stop to ponder is his amount of patience. If I look back and see all the stupid things I did when I was young, oh man, I get pissed at myself. But not my dad. He's a very patient man and how I AM THANKFUL for that.
I know that dad isn't getting any younger. And yeah, he's supposed to be taking it easy. I mean, I don't want to see him tired. He's supposed to relax... he's getting old. But life here isn't simple you know. There's some close relatives back home that need help and we need money and we're paying this house and the bills won't pay themselves and there should always be food on the table and the gas prices are hiking and and... It's these things that really make me teary eyed and I just thank my dad for everything and for the way he is. He's truly a gentleman. I envy his character and fortitude. It's also one of my goals in life to succeed after him and become better for him, so he would know that he did a heavenly perfect job raising me as a son.
You know what, it's Sunday and it's Father's day. I've been convincing myself to call in sick today. To tell you the truth, I wasn't planning to go to work. And while I was on my desk, I kept thinking that BEING AT WORK TODAY WASN'T RIGHT. How I wished to be at home and spend some quiet time with my dad. I just wanted to be at home with him. But I knew that it wouldn't make him happy knowing that I skipped work. I don't want my dad to be disappointed at me. Because I know that he did a lot of sacrifice and dedication. And for that, I love him.
Oh dear God, don't let him read this.
Anyway, Happy Father's day!
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