My dad is a man of few words.
Today,
My dad gave his official retirement speech today in front of the whole school.
As much as i really wanted, i wasn't there to see him in the limelight, something he has been trying to avoid for many many years, and for many many occasions.
However, i believe that he has done his speech well and he has inspired many.
I think i know how parents feel when their children have done well lol, because i feel exactly the same way..
I feel so darn proud of my dad, who's been a perfect father save for his occasional weird change of temper, a perfect husband for my mum except when he's stubborn sometimes becos of his pride( cant be blamed, i mean...mens' ego! ._.) , and i wouldnt say a perfect teacher, although i believed his sweat and blood and tears and hoarse voice and white hair amounts to him having been a more than dedicated teacher who really peservered even at times when any other human would give up.
He wasn't perfect, but then again, nobody is. However, he is the one man who I truly respect, and am thankful for having a father like him. =)
I think he has brought the three of us up well together with Mummy, and i think we couldn't ask for better parents, really.
And i hope soon enough, he will get to enjoy his well-deserved break, and start doing the things he loves, instead of doing the things he feel he has to do (for our sake), or has been doing for the past 28 years.
You know what im talking about. (:
Happy 60th Birthday, Papa.
I love you! *hugs and mwahs!*
(my sis smsed muacks/mwahs to him and he was like, whats tt?? )
