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Sunday, August 30 ( Band-aids... @ 10:56:00 )  0 comments Sunday, August 23 ( 下雨天... @ 12:26:00 )  0 comments Friday, August 21 ( Daddy, I Love You... @ 14:38:00 ) The sky outside is of pale blue in colour with somewhat undistinct white clouds. The laundry drying off fast under the fan and filling the room with the homey smell of mild washing detergent. I just happened to glance out the window. To my dismay I saw something that move me to tears. Feeling a bit melancholic, I struggled to keep the tears from falling while typing this to no avail. The happening send a surge of realisation and appreciation as well as serve as a valuable moral lesson. I saw a girl with her father, who had drove at least 45 minutes to an hour under the sweltering hot sun to pick up his precious daughter back home for the weekend. Somehow, somewhat, the girl threw a tantrum when the father walk towards her with what must have been her pillow. She threw down the plastic bags filled with things onto the tar road and snatched the pillow out of her father's hand and stomped off towards the hostel. The poor father must have thought that she would like to bring the pillow home and helped her carried it to the car and the daughter reward him with such anger. He gently bend down and pick up the plastic bags and open the car door, put everything nicely on the car seat and close the door. Walking back with what I presumed a heavy heart, under the hot sun after his daughter. It disturbed me that she should behave in such a rude manner, that she left the father in the hot sun to pick up after her, that she did not seem to appreciate what her father was doing for her. This incident stir me up so badly, tears just could not stop coursing down my cheeks. It must had been half an hour since they drove off after the daughter stomped back to the car and slammed the car door after her. I wished I had opened up my window and shouted down to her that she should try to be more patient and love her father for all he had done for her. But I was too stunned to do so. I know if I were to be from somewhere near, my parents would be picking me up every weekend, that my ever-loving dad would run 5 floor up to my room to help me carry my stuff for me just because he wants to. But fate had it that we have to be separated by the South China Sea. Thinking back, during those prime teenage years, I had probably raise my voice to my dad numerous time before,or make him worry about me, or even break his heart by deciding to fly off so far for my studies when in his heart, I am still his little girl, not ready to leave his embrace. I pray and hope that I would never ever raise my voice at him, that I will love him more and more each day and care for him in the future. For what he had done for me cannot be counted and his love is so unconditional. No matter what a big failure I am, or how useless I feel, he always love me.  The hands that used to hold me and swing me to sleep throughout the night, the hands that holds mine when we went to the zoo and the once young hand is showing evidence of aging, the wrinkles, the dark spots... it pained me to see my dad getting older each day, all because of me, all because of us. He worked tirelessly, 7 days a week just to ensure a better life for us, and I wish I could repay him for all he had done...What kind of a father felt guilty after giving us scoldings bought us ice-cream right after that to make up his guilt? Daddy, I will always be your little girl and I love you so much. No one can ever take your place in my heart. I thank you for everything that you have done for me and I pray that God will grant you a long and healthy life with mom...Be happy everyday and I shall see you soon daddy, in october. Then we shall go for mountain-climbing, go-karting or just plain old TV-watching... I love you I love you I love you daddy! I miss you and mommy and I want to go home so badly... I will work hard!
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