He usually arrives home late and leave too early the next morning … earlier than the sunrise literally speaking. His hands clearly showed hardships, hardship that started in his younger years… his father and mother died when he was at a very young age before turning seven, constantly changing places from one sibling to another being the youngest of eight. A life that started way back during WWII where his loud cries are somehow annoying and have had spelled detention or worst their life…, should’ve they been caught during the Japanese invasion. Never got to finish even the Junior High for a guide was lost earlier than expected. Started seriously working part-time raising and dressing chicken in one of his distant relatives (distant for no one can ever trust a basic education graduate, attended his classes only during examinations used borrowed papers and pencils being the poorest of his class, but got to perfect several of it having born gifted and wise) yard, moving from town to town until the last head of livestock’s are sold. Oh how hard it was, working instead of playing with his generation. He fell in love and married at a very young teenage year and raised his family within the realm of good humility.
And with all these hardships and longings for a loving parents he outgrew the most challenging phases of his life, young and full of simple dreams. His simple dreams becomes the wall to believe and continue chasing it …. and he succeed. No amount of thank you even over the brim is enough to express my thoughts and happiness for guidance and wisdom’s you bring in my journey … thank you for shaking and teaching me all you can,. .. and always showing me the way and thank you for everything.
Through thick or thin you’re the best . HAPPY FATHER’S DAY Tatang – Paquito
Let me share to you a song we rarely heard in regular radio stations, it’s a perfect gift to our soul and leave positive thoughts how great all the father in this world are. No matter what race, religion and other societal description but as a Father to their Children. Credit to Mr. Jon baker for this wonderful music.
Music & Lyrics by Jon Barker.
A son rarely tells his Father How he really feels,
A handshake or a pat on the back Is all that he reveals,
I’d like to right that wrong,
Here in this little song.
Thank you for shaping my life,
Thank you for teaching me all you can,
You are no ordinary man,
You make me everything I am.
Thank you for taking the time,
Thank you for showing me the way,
And thank you for being thereWhen I need you,
Thank you for every single day.
Now I’ve been blessed with a son of my own,
Got my own bedtime stories to tell,
If I can raise him half as wellAs you raised me,
Guess I’ll be doing pretty well.
Thank you for your guiding hand,
Thank you for making my dreams come true,
You’re an extraordinary man,
And I hope you’re as proud of me
As I am proud of you.
Thank you for giving me life,
Thank you for showing me good from bad
.I guess I’m only really trying to say,
Thank you for being my Dad.
Even though the years drift away, I
never took the time just to say,
‘I love you, and I always have,
And thank you for being my Dad.’
‘Thank you for being my Dad.’