My Dad Taught Me. .

My Dad Taught Me

June is the month where we celebrate the Father’s Day, a day especially dedicated to the pillars of our home, our Daddys. Having been into this celebration, I wrote something for my Dad, though I don’t really know when he can possibly read this. I made a list of the things that my Dad taught me as I grow up. And here it goes:

My Dad taught me how to ride a bicycle. When I was four and could barely remember, my Dad taught me and my brother how to ride a bike. He holds the seat and the handle bars as he guides me. That was the first moment I remembered of how hands-on my Dad was with us. And that’s also the first time that I felt really happy to learn something from my Dad because learning how to ride a bike at that very young age for a girl is fulfilling. And take note, the bicycle I was riding are without the balancing wheels on the back that most of the kids usually start off with.

My Dad taught me to treat other children well. I remembered one time in our old house when my Dad held a celebration of as far as I can remember, a Fiesta. Some of his colleagues gone to our house to celebrate with us. They also brought their children with them and I remember having a fight to one of the kids because I don’t want them around. My Dad noticed that and scolded me. I remembered his words that time saying to always treat others well whether they’re younger or older than you because that’s the only time you can gain friends.

My Dad taught me to save money. When I started to go to school, my Dad was always not with us due to work. He comes home thrice every week because of his business in Manila that time. And whenever he comes home, he brings a lot of ‘pasalubong’ for us and gives me money as an allowance for school. He also bought me a coin bank that time and told me to save extra money so that I have something to spend in the future when he fail to give me any.

My Dad taught me to be independent. During the days that my parents still have their business in Manila, they always bring my siblings to Batangas to be overseen by my grandparents and they always leave me at home and asks someone from our relatives in Quezon to oversee me. I was often alone that time and learned some house chores on my own while waiting for them to come back.

My Dad taught me to be a responsible big sister. The age gap between me and my siblings are quite close so during grade school, we go to school together. At the age of 7, I have to make sure that my brother eats his packed lunch and do the activities his teacher told their class to do. He was 6 that time and attending the Grade 1 while I attend 2. Dad always say to keep my brother with me after class and go home together.

My Dad taught me how to play a remote-controlled car. When I was in Grade 4, my aunt came from Hong Kong with a really cool toy. When I was a kid, I love toy cars. In fact, me and my brother has a matchbox car collection and I found those cars awesome because unlike any other matchbox cars, ours are heavy and the door opens. Then my aunt gave us a remote-controlled car and when my Dad taught me how to control it, I was the happiest kid in town!

My Dad taught me to value education. My school days are really my growing up stage. When I was studying in my Primary school, I was a consistent honor student. In one of the recognition days, my Mom told my Dad to be the one to come up on stage during my recognition. My Dad was so proud that time and the only thing he said to me was to value education because that’s the only thing they could give us that no one could steal. Because primarily, we don’t come from a well-off family and that time, Dad lose his business in Manila.

My Dad taught me to be careful of my words and actions. I always lived by my parents’ philosophies. Being the eldest, I was raised to be a good example to my siblings, may it be in academics and the way I treat others. My Dad would always tell me the golden rule, ‘Do not do unto others what you do not want done unto you.’ He would always say to be careful of my words and actions for it will be imitated by my siblings as well. Growing up, I learned to be the good daughter my parents wanted me to be and now setting a good example to my siblings.

These are just some of the things that my Dad taught me. Growing up, I remembered them well and somehow gave a good foundation on my values and stamped fond memories with my Dad that whenever I tell them stories about it, I just can see how proud my Dad is of the daughter and person I have become. My Dad taught me well and he also taught me to believe in my Father up there! 😉