a letter to Dad

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a letter to Dad

Dear father,

Hello! I want to tell you: You are very good to me, what do you want me to give me. Whether it is severe cold or hot summer, you come to the school to pick me up. I remember once, our class was out of school, but you haven't picked me up yet. I am desperately calling to pick you up. At that time, the temperature was as high as 30 degrees. You squeezed the bus and sweated, and it was terribly hot. I didn't know that you were tired and hot at the time, just looking at yourself and going home soon. You picked me up, but I yelled that I want to eat ice cream. You didn't talk, just looked at me with a caring look, then stuffed fifty cents in my hand and told me to go back soon. I bought ice cream and ate it with gusto. And the dad behind me, carrying my heavy bag, carrying a long briefcase with a belt, struggling to move forward. If at that time I was sensible, I would have tears in my eyes.

But sometimes, you hate it, and watching it makes you feel sick. Moreover, you like to drink and smoke, which is very annoying to my mother. Once, you drunk back, like a madman, and rushed to hug me, scared me to hide behind my mother and cry. I am not crying because you are drunk, nor because you are afraid of crying with your mother, but crying because you are afraid of hurting your body! I am so afraid that one of you will leave me forever! I am really scared!

I hope my father will quit smoking and stop drinking, ok? Then I have a really handsome and fun dad! Ha ha!

Your daughter: 婧砣

May 20, 2007

a letter to Dad

Dear father,

Hello! I want to tell you: You are very good to me, what do you want me to give me. Whether it is severe cold or hot summer, you come to the school to pick me up. I remember once, our class was out of school, but you haven't picked me up yet. I am desperately calling to pick you up. At that time, the temperature was as high as 30 degrees. You squeezed the bus and sweated, and it was terribly hot. I didn't know that you were tired and hot at the time, just looking at yourself and going home soon. You picked me up, but I yelled that I want to eat ice cream. You didn't talk, just looked at me with a caring look, then stuffed fifty cents in my hand and told me to go back soon. I bought ice cream and ate it with gusto. And the dad behind me, carrying my heavy bag, carrying a long briefcase with a belt, struggling to move forward. If at that time I was sensible, I would have tears in my eyes.

But sometimes, you hate it, and watching it makes you feel sick. Moreover, you like to drink and smoke, which is very annoying to my mother. Once, you drunk back, like a madman, and rushed to hug me, scared me to hide behind my mother and cry. I am not crying because you are drunk, nor because you are afraid of crying with your mother, but crying because you are afraid of hurting your body! I am so afraid that one of you will leave me forever! I am really scared!

I hope my father will quit smoking and stop drinking, ok? Then I have a really handsome and fun dad! Ha ha!

Your daughter: 婧砣

May 20, 2007