My dad used to be my hero when I was little. And I used to be his little girl.
At the time, he rode ‘the black mamba’-if you can relate. I thought it was the coolest thing ever! He owned a radio that was always tuned to KBC, I think. News was very important to him and still is. He always jogged around the estate doing his exercises. He loved his sleep and my mom had given us this particular stern order of not waking him up at all, whoever it would have been, if he was asleep. I don’t know at what exact point my little sponge brain absorbed the fact that he didn’t put sugar in his tea because he was diabetic. Oh! Did I mention that he used to have this large awesome canon camera that he took beautiful pictures with? I think that if I were to show you the #TBT pictures you would be impressed! He is a good chess player. That’s how I’ve learnt the little chess I know through him.
And then somehow life happened and now my mom takes his place.
I get shocked when some of my female friends say how close they are to their dads. It beats me, absolutely! And its ok, lets agree and disagree on this one because while there are girls out there who are close to their dads, others lean more to their mothers. So, given that I lean on my moms’ side, when some of my female friends say how they can afford to talk about boyfriends with their dads freely, am usually taken aback!
If we’ve talked long enough, then you know how the relationship with my dad is. And so, when one day I was complaining about my dad to one of my friends, she stopped me and asked, ‘tell me any good thing about your dad.’ With so much pushing and shoving, I finally conceded and I realized the importance of the exercise.
I wanted to write this post for my dad. It’s his birthday today, 24th August and this is the most creative gift I could think of offering him. And the best way to do it, was to go down memory lane to the good times. Stay with me, won’t you?
The one thing that I haven’t forgotten and I don’t think I will ever forget is the day we went to see fireworks in a certain stadium. At the time, I was terrified of how the fireworks shot up to the sky and looked like they would fall back to the ground again, ready to burn everyone present till there was nothing left. That was pretty dumb, I know. Lol! I was so scared that I was unable to appreciate the spectacularism of it all… I regret this deeply till this day because ever since that day, I’ve never gone to see such a breathtaking show of fireworks like that.
I still treasure the memory of my first bicycle. It took you so very long to fulfil your promise but you eventually bought it. That was the best bicycle ever! I don’t even know if you actually bought because of my academic excellence or because we had no other form of entertainment at the time. I always looked at the bicycle and felt a rush of pride.
The punishments were tough, the beating painful and I am still trying to decide whether they’ve helped me in life or not. Lol! I remember the one time I forgot to water trees in the compound. Or when I forgot countless sweaters in school. Honestly, why you wouldn’t let those slide is still a mystery to me. I mean, don’t we all have memory lapses?
One of the best things my dad used to do for me was lift me up in the air as I ran up to him. You know the way you’d run up to your dad screaming, “daddy! Daddy! Daddy”? And then suddenly you’re thrown high in the air! Pure bliss! Just pure bliss!
All this, is for one thing. Imagine! Sijui unilipe? Lol! I just want to wish you a very happy birthday! And treat us to something for once in your life! Like cake, or pizza or just anything! Wishing you all the very best in the years to come. Happy Happy Birthday!
P.S: I know you’ll be reading this article so let me give you the slang dictionary.
Lol: Laugh Out Loud.
TBT: ThrowBack Thursday.
P.S: Please See.
Another P.S: I don’t have any photos of me and my dad, so I’ve downloaded a few from the internet to make you awwwwww and appreciate the presence of a dad in your life and in the world in general. God knows this article has. Girlfriends, send your husbands, boyfriends, brothers, male friends and any other guy in your life here. Ask them to like, comment, subscribe, do so yourself and thank me later!