Happy Father's Day
I buried my head in my hands as my dad stomped out of a korean restaurant on Sunday. What is this ? Your service queue is illogical? Why isn't the air-conditioner working? This doesn't make sense. I'm taking a second queue number to make sure they won't skip our number! As he walked out in anger, I went to comfort the shell-shocked waiter who has no idea what hit him. Being the son to my father made me an experienced peacemaker. Being diplomatic for my dad is like the lone Japanese janitor who clears up behind Godzilla.
There is alot in life you can learn my old man, subtle hints and diplomacy is not one of them. It was during one these public analysis of incompetency that I swore to myself that I will not grow up to be my Dad. It was in Primary school and it is one the vows I still live by today.
Does that mean I disrepect my Dad? No. in fact, my father is one of the most respectable person I know in my life. I am glad he named me Pedro, a variation of Peter. I want to be a rock like my Dad when I reach his age.
In my eyes (and in many others') , my dad is an accomplished man. He has worked in one company since he earned his First Class Honours back in HK. His life is a truly a success, if you define success as progressive realisations.
Why didn't I want to be my Dad? Maybe it because his values are absolute. Never disregard your work. When you work, you put in 100%. If you work in the IT department, this means you know the codings backwards. If you work in a bakery, you know the exact ingredients composition in every bread. If you work in an aquarium, you know every fish species and requirements. If you work in the Zoo, you know your animals down to their latin names. My dad is a peaceful version of Rosharch.
When he sees unprofessionalism, he flares up. Morals, ethics, values and professionalism are absolute. Blame not the manager, everyone should work with common sense and inititative. Sadly, most of the world doesn't share his romantic ideals.
I may not find my dad the most amusing and entertaining father. His sense of humour has not been seen alive for 9 years, and it can be declared dead. If it get ressurrected. It can not only stop global warming, it will bring the wooly mammoths back into existence.
Throughout my time growing up, I always had trouble communicating with him and I prefered to talk with my sis and mom. This might explain my slightly feminine disposition. But really, the difference in frequencies is the main rift between father and son.
But I do respect my Dad as a man. I guess, in BGR, many of us try to emulate our parents' relationship. When it comes to love, My dad is a rock and he left some big footprints for us to fill up.
He decided that he liked my mom. He stayed with her all the way. Through the years, through the sweet times, through the tough times, through the arguments, through it all. Never once, did he strayed. One woman, one way. all the way. With his job, I am sure that women have crossed his path before, but he never strayed once. His steadfast simplicity and dedication is something I will strive to work towards.
His dedication is concrete. He may not be sharp enough to notice the anomalies in our goldfish, but when after he does, he will not leave a single fish behind. When one of our fish, tipsy, lost control of her swimming bladder 2 months ago, my dad did not abandon her. She costed $2.50. But in my dad's eyes, she was worth the life she is. For two months, he stayed by her side, checking on her when he is back from work. Like the sheperd Jesus described who will run out looking for that 1 lost sheep among his hundred. My dad's dedication and accountability is admirable.
But really, in my heart. My dad is the ideal husband and the best father I could ever ask for. He may not be funny, sassy or the slight bit interesting. But he taught me how to live like a man. He taught me not by words but by example.
So to the best Dad I know:
Happy Father's Day Dad.
ps: I will still not grow up to be you. But I will live up to the standards you have set for yourself. You will not be disappointed Dad.
There is alot in life you can learn my old man, subtle hints and diplomacy is not one of them. It was during one these public analysis of incompetency that I swore to myself that I will not grow up to be my Dad. It was in Primary school and it is one the vows I still live by today.
Does that mean I disrepect my Dad? No. in fact, my father is one of the most respectable person I know in my life. I am glad he named me Pedro, a variation of Peter. I want to be a rock like my Dad when I reach his age.
In my eyes (and in many others') , my dad is an accomplished man. He has worked in one company since he earned his First Class Honours back in HK. His life is a truly a success, if you define success as progressive realisations.
Why didn't I want to be my Dad? Maybe it because his values are absolute. Never disregard your work. When you work, you put in 100%. If you work in the IT department, this means you know the codings backwards. If you work in a bakery, you know the exact ingredients composition in every bread. If you work in an aquarium, you know every fish species and requirements. If you work in the Zoo, you know your animals down to their latin names. My dad is a peaceful version of Rosharch.
When he sees unprofessionalism, he flares up. Morals, ethics, values and professionalism are absolute. Blame not the manager, everyone should work with common sense and inititative. Sadly, most of the world doesn't share his romantic ideals.
I may not find my dad the most amusing and entertaining father. His sense of humour has not been seen alive for 9 years, and it can be declared dead. If it get ressurrected. It can not only stop global warming, it will bring the wooly mammoths back into existence.
Throughout my time growing up, I always had trouble communicating with him and I prefered to talk with my sis and mom. This might explain my slightly feminine disposition. But really, the difference in frequencies is the main rift between father and son.
But I do respect my Dad as a man. I guess, in BGR, many of us try to emulate our parents' relationship. When it comes to love, My dad is a rock and he left some big footprints for us to fill up.
He decided that he liked my mom. He stayed with her all the way. Through the years, through the sweet times, through the tough times, through the arguments, through it all. Never once, did he strayed. One woman, one way. all the way. With his job, I am sure that women have crossed his path before, but he never strayed once. His steadfast simplicity and dedication is something I will strive to work towards.
His dedication is concrete. He may not be sharp enough to notice the anomalies in our goldfish, but when after he does, he will not leave a single fish behind. When one of our fish, tipsy, lost control of her swimming bladder 2 months ago, my dad did not abandon her. She costed $2.50. But in my dad's eyes, she was worth the life she is. For two months, he stayed by her side, checking on her when he is back from work. Like the sheperd Jesus described who will run out looking for that 1 lost sheep among his hundred. My dad's dedication and accountability is admirable.
But really, in my heart. My dad is the ideal husband and the best father I could ever ask for. He may not be funny, sassy or the slight bit interesting. But he taught me how to live like a man. He taught me not by words but by example.
So to the best Dad I know:
Happy Father's Day Dad.
ps: I will still not grow up to be you. But I will live up to the standards you have set for yourself. You will not be disappointed Dad.
posted by F I S at
3:32 pm
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