jingmei626

i love my daddy..
A lot of my frens are not so close with their daddies.. and mummies are wat they usually spoken of.. i’ll be overwhelmed by feelings when i think abt my daddy.. he is definitely my HERO..
when i was in kindergarden, daddy is the one that picks me up from school. i’m 20 now but i can still rmb that day very clearly when i was only 4 o 5. one day, i sat by the door of my kg class waiting for daddy to come.. everyone has gone home and my teacher wanted to go home too.. so, she decided to send me to my father’s workshop. i sat on the metal "hammering thingy" and look out at the gate. auntie and uncle asked me to sit inside but i don wan.. i think i was worried that daddy don wan me. it was a hot day. waited and waited. finally, he came. i was overjoyed.
another time, one of my classmates father offered to send me home after class as it was late already. that time i was only 4 and i tot its ok to follow and so i did and since i have waited for so long.. while i was walking, i turned ard and looked up.. hehe it’s dad. he followed me quietly from the back. when i got home, mummy scold me for following a stranger. and luckily dad got there in time.
there was one time that i nearly drowned in the public swimming pool. i was splashing and drowning. drinking too much water and i couldn’t even let out a scream. suddenly, someone grabbed me from under the water. my dad!
his was very handsome and fair from my memories. the time when i look at him from far below. now, we’re almost the same height and he’s getting old and chubby and very tan due to working under the sun.
i love my dad..

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