Dad, Where’s the Car?

When I was a child, i fequently saw brand new cars parked in front of my house almost every year. But not more than a week later, the new car gone, without even once used by my Dad. He kept on riding the old Vespa scooter.

I asked Dad, why we always have new cars but we never used it. He replied that the car was not meant for us, it was a gift but a conditional one. The trade off is that he have to ensure the kid of the person who gave the car would be accepted in the favorite university. So, he refused, he rather have nothing than to have things that was not ought to be.

He taught me to be a person of dignity (yet I am not), a person of sincerety, with compassion to the weak. My Dad… my late beloved Dad. A role model to me, the most sincere Dad I’ve ever known.

Happy birthday Dad, may you up there given the glorious place side to God. amin…

Popularity: 3% [?]