As a child, I remember the discipline my father instilled in us as his children. His no-nonsense approach to life picked up I guess from the military. His insistence that his children regardless of gender learn ALL housework, from repair of a broken pipe to mending a torn shirt.
I remember the times my father would take me to the garden at the back of his office where he planted vegetables. One time we dug a huge ube tuber he grew from a compost pit filled with leaves and the saw dust from his office. To my eyes, it was quite huge three feet long if I remember right, and yummy too :D
I remember the fun and laughter. Visiting the parks and wildlife, the lagoon in UP or just talking about the activities of the day over dinner.
I miss my father, he passed away when I was sixteen. But the things he taught me and the memories and lessons learned from him will forever be treasured.
I remember the times my father would take me to the garden at the back of his office where he planted vegetables. One time we dug a huge ube tuber he grew from a compost pit filled with leaves and the saw dust from his office. To my eyes, it was quite huge three feet long if I remember right, and yummy too :D
I remember the fun and laughter. Visiting the parks and wildlife, the lagoon in UP or just talking about the activities of the day over dinner.
I miss my father, he passed away when I was sixteen. But the things he taught me and the memories and lessons learned from him will forever be treasured.
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