It's Father's day and I am planning of doing something awesome for Tatay. But I'm a bit surprised that it's father's day, yet he's the one doing awesome things this day. He cooked for us, and made a lot of cleaning in the house. It's very unusual, because on a Sunday, he would normally go for bird-hunting, or drinking sessions with friends while oldies are playing on the radio. Well, I did the laundry. Haha. It's an achievement.
So to repay him for what he did for the day, I bought him a gift. It's actually a birthday+father's day gift. And then in the evening, I texted my bestfriend Sam (he's working on DZMM) to greet my father on-air! He heard it right, and he's just so happy. He even wants to repeat the greetings! Haha!
That's how Father's day goes in our family. Happy and productive.
Father's day. Why I Love Weekends.
Monday, June 11, 2012
Monday, June 4, 2012
Week 22: Tatay's 51st
I remember when I was a kid, I had spaghetti, cake and ice cream for my birthday. In my highschool years, I had Php500-700 to treat my friends. (Hey! Php500 can afford 10 upsized burger meals way back!) In college? Never mind, I celebrated my birthday on the editing house. Wohoo! And I thank Tatay for every single strand of spaghetti, slice of cake, scoop of ice cream and peso he gave me to make my birthday memorable. And now, I want to give it all back to him.
I have no plans of throwing him a bongga party. I just want him to have a memorable one, just like how he did it to my birthdays. And I think I did it quite right. I invited our relatives, his sister, grandchildren, everyone special to him. I saw the happiness in his eyes. I didn't actually expect him to agree with the plan. Because knowing him, he would only want a beer at hand on his birthday.
He whispered his wish and blew the birthday candles. Very not him.
I'll share something personal. Before, I felt that my efforts were not being recognized by him. I study well in school. I never cut classes [except in my senior yr in HS]. I never fail a subject. I never use drugs. I never join any frat. I finished school on time. I didn't get pregnant. And it's all because of him. I am really afraid of him. I am afraid that he will never be proud. I am afraid to fail him, and all. And he deserves the respect. For being a good father to the four of us.
I am lucky to have a father. My bestfriend lost his father when he was still a kid. My other bestfriend's dad is working abroad. Me? I have my father with me. I want to be a good person he'll be proud of. I know he already is. But I want to exceed his expectations. And it's all part of the plan--to give everything. I hope to be successful so that he will be happy. Because I know, in the eyes of a father, his child's success is the happiest.
Little Child's Desire. Why I Love Weekends.
I have no plans of throwing him a bongga party. I just want him to have a memorable one, just like how he did it to my birthdays. And I think I did it quite right. I invited our relatives, his sister, grandchildren, everyone special to him. I saw the happiness in his eyes. I didn't actually expect him to agree with the plan. Because knowing him, he would only want a beer at hand on his birthday.
He whispered his wish and blew the birthday candles. Very not him.
I'll share something personal. Before, I felt that my efforts were not being recognized by him. I study well in school. I never cut classes [except in my senior yr in HS]. I never fail a subject. I never use drugs. I never join any frat. I finished school on time. I didn't get pregnant. And it's all because of him. I am really afraid of him. I am afraid that he will never be proud. I am afraid to fail him, and all. And he deserves the respect. For being a good father to the four of us.
I am lucky to have a father. My bestfriend lost his father when he was still a kid. My other bestfriend's dad is working abroad. Me? I have my father with me. I want to be a good person he'll be proud of. I know he already is. But I want to exceed his expectations. And it's all part of the plan--to give everything. I hope to be successful so that he will be happy. Because I know, in the eyes of a father, his child's success is the happiest.
Little Child's Desire. Why I Love Weekends.
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