Looking back at the many lessons my father taught us I realize the lasting impact and how much it contributed to who and what we all became. The value of academics
and travel pales by comparison. Often I see my father in myself. Influence of a father upon his children is immeasurable. What an awesome responsibility. Thanks, Dad.
Boston Lad
Originally posted by Grampy BobbyI have few traits of my father, apart from academics. Yet they were instilled from mother, as father didn't want to pay. I reflect much more of my maternal side than paternal (in real life, this is).
Looking back at the many lessons my father taught us I realize the lasting impact and how much it contributed to who and what we all became. The value of academics
and travel pales by comparison. Often I see my father in myself. Influence of a father upon his children is immeasurable. What an awesome responsibility. Thanks, Dad.
Boston Lad
I see a lot of the caring mother side in myself, and the bombastic side of me is a reflection of padre!
-m. 😉
Originally posted by mikelomSounds like a thread idea... "Things Our Mothers Taught Us". No need to be bashful, Mike. Run with it.
I have few traits of my father, apart from academics. Yet they were instilled from mother, as father didn't want to pay. I reflect much more of my maternal side than paternal (in real life, this is).
I see a lot of the caring mother side in myself, and the bombastic side of me is a reflection of padre!
-m. 😉
🙂
Things Our Fathers Taught Us.
I learned "You helped make the mess, you help clean it up"
Both my parents worked and my dad alway pitched in with dishes, laundry etc...
So it seems foreign to me not to do the same.
Here's a funny story:
I have an older brother and sister. Every year we would rotate the chores. One sibling would take care of the dogs, another haul the garbage and the other tend the coal furnace. I was a bit of a hot head and got into an argument with my father one night because he asked me to do one of the others chores along with mine that particular night. My particular chore that year was tend the pets and he wanted me to haul the garbage that night. I pitched a fit and he said "Keep it up boy and you'll be hauling the garbage for the rest of the year too."
I spat out "Fine!"
He said "You've got it."
"I don't care!"
"Keep it up and you'll be doing the furnace too."
"Fine!"
"OK, you've got that too."
"Good!"
So just to teach him a lesson... I did all the chores without complaint for the year.
I sure showed him, didn't I.
Haha. If I live to be 350 years old I'll never forget that one. It was indeed a special moment in my life.
My father lined us all up in the kitchen one day.
(I was a class international runner at school, but there was never any protein or carbs in our house - we was skint!)
Somebody had nicked a tin of beanz out of the cupboard, and dad wanted beanz on toast for dinner. There was none!
He curtailed the line of us four, and asked who had eaten the beanz.
I swallowed the courage to ask him how many beanz were missing. He said one, of course.
I said, "No, there was 468 beanz in that can actually!" to the laughter of my bro and sisters.
I suffered whiplash for 2 weeks. 🙁 .... 😀
-m.
