...usually, in a typical story about broken family, the father is always the cause of the wreckage or the protagonist. well in my case, my father is the main character...
...since i was a little tyke, i am used to only have my father by my side... he was the one who pinned my first academic medal... the one who bought my first toy... and the one whom i shared my first paycheck...
...many of my friends asked me why i always endear my tatay... well there is only one plain answer for that... he is the best tatay in the world... he let me feel that i am not incomplete... he worked hard so he can bring the best on us... though he was the strickest person i ever met, but also he is the sweetest person i ever encountered... when i was still in school, he was my greatest cheerer and fan when i am joining academic contests and he was so proud of me...
... i like the way he tickle me in my ears... when i am home, his constant expression is "ano gusto mong ulam", for he knows that i love to eat... he is my txtmate, my phonepal, my buddy and my companion...
...his friends and our relatives urged him to take another wife but he only replied "para ano? para kawawain mga anak ko"... to him once is enough and his children are enough for him to continue his life...
...my father loves me very much, i feel it, and the feeling is mutual, i also love him above all...
...so if you're going to ask me if who is the best tatay in the world... well with matching "taas noo", si rogger po iyon... ang tatay kong astig...
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