dear "popeye berto," ( that's my nickname for him)
i don't think i have enough words in the dictionary to describe how lucky i am to be given a father like you. i don't think i can even thank you enough for all the marvelous things you have done for me and given me. i am shaped to be the product i am today because of the significant life lessons and experiences you taught me growing up. simply put, you are the best father of them all!
i admire your undying love to your family and siblings. you told me a story before that grandpa used to punished you because you used to steal a huge bag of rice from your harvest to give to your other younger siblings who were then living with your mom since your parents were separated. even up to this very day, you continue to give your siblings everything you can give them. sometimes, even if ther's nothing left for you.
your remarkable generosity to give and share your blessings to other people is inspiring. you have dedicated your life offering your services and goods to the unfortunate. when i was young in the philippines, you used to let the hundreds of native filipinos, who travelled 12 hours barefoot from the mountains, stay over at our house and backyard because you said you could not bear seeing them sleeping on the grounds of the public market waiting for the market to open. when old grandpa, who was the mayor of our town for 25 years died, everyone came to you for evey little problems and concerns, you gave a solution for every single queries and did not ask for anything in return.
as a father, you have exceeded my expectations. you are the only dad i know who washed her children's linen diapers by hand when washing machine was not even introduced. you are the only father i know who never hesitates and never embarrassed to buy a feminine maxi pad for her daughters when the situation calls for it. you are the only dad i know who lets his own children do their chores despite the fact that you hired three maids to do nothing but make sure we did our chores right---you said we had to learn how to do the basic things in life without any help of a maid.
you taught me everything i know: from cleaning the house without any trace of fingerprints or footprints, fishing with extreme patience, cooking the most difficult dishes there with all the right ingredients, ironing a uniform with defined straight lines on my clothes, making sure the white uniforms stay white with the proper handwashing and amount of clorox, riding a bike without falling on my face and teaching me the proper technique to pedal, teaching me how to write a mind boggling essay that will knock my teacher's socks off, showing me the secrets of solving arithmetics and mathematics problem the easy short cut way, escaping out of trouble and giving mom a "white lie" when i am cornered by mom to be punished ( ssshhh, it's out little secret), fixing a broken heart when a cad breaks my heart, serving the people nonjudgementally and asking nothing in return, and loving my family NO MATTER WHAT dramas are involved. i know i can count on you for anything.
there are so many things that i can mention and yet, a millions pages is not even enough to fill up the content of how good of a father you are; not only to me but to the many people who saw you as a father figure in their lives through the years. no matter what anyone say against you, in my eyes and in my heart, you remain to be the best father and best friend any child can have.
i am grateful to have you as my 'own' dad. God surely gave me the best one because the greatest compliment anyone could ever give me is when they say that I remind them so much of you.
you should be proud of yourself for a job well done for guding your own children an dother people's children the way to the right path. i love you, papa. i will continue to make you proud. stay healthy.
happy father's day and happy birthday.
always your number one fan,
len
posted by pinay freestyle @ 12:16 AM
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