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Friday, December 26, 2008

The love of a son to his father

Son was the only one to study til form5 among his siblings. Orang dulu-dulu kalau boleh study sampai form5 memang teramat bagus dan lucky dah. Son was a top student. But son couldn't further his studies due to financial problem. The reality. Obstacles to overcome. Dream dies sometimes not because by choice but because of the reality. M-O-N-E-Y. 

Son work really hard to get what he has now. He has been working all his life (since 18) to provide the best for his family. Especially his kids' education. Son doesn't want history to repeat. He know what it's like. The importance of education. The generation nowadays don't appreciate the luxury of education we have and most of us complains about the stress we encounter and never thought that it was hard back then to even study in high school and primary school.  

One day, Father left a plot of land to his son. Big enough to build a house. That was the only thing left when Father died. The only memory. Son did what he could to maintain the memory. Although it meant spending. Big ouch in his pocket! And the things done by son seem redundant to son's family. Sometimes alil riduculous but Son still do it anyway. 

Son has never forget his dad since Father's left. Son treasured the only memory a lot. It's really impressive, really. I wander if I could ever do that.  

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Above was the story of dad and ah gong (grandfather). 

Dad has done alot. As I grow old, my wish has always been to provide a comfort life to both dad and mum. Dad has sacrifised a lot way too long and it's time for him to have a break. It's heart-breaking knowing dad has to extend. I wish I could contribute back to the family but it's not time yet. Another year to go before I work. Gah! I cant wait! 

Ah gong, I miss you. 

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