My dad's girl....

Last week, Mr. Murali showed us a movie, which entitled: "College Road Trip". The movie revolves between a pair of father and daughter. The father loves and cares for his dearest daughter so much that he would plan everything for his daughter. When his daughter is getting old enough to make her own choice of university, he is very disapointed as his girl prefers to study at a university that is far away from home. The climax of the story arise when the father and daughter start to talk to each other, face-to-face and heart-to-heart. The father soon realises that he thought that he knew everything about his girl very well; it appears that his baby girl was only trying to be "daddy's girl" in front of him along the years. After all the comedies and talks between the father and daughter along the road trip to the daughter's choice of college/university, both of them have finally come to a point which they compromise with each other and this had strengthen their bond.

Throughout this movie session, I had tears in my eyes. The daughter was like me, and the father - of course - reminds me of my dad. I am the eldest in the family. I can study well, and I have been being good all the time. Thus, this man that I have been calling "papa" for nearly 18 years has high hopes on me all the time. He would planned everything for me. He would want the best for me, and expect me to obey his planning. In some circumstances, in my opinion, he thought that he knows me well. Well, for me, just like the daughter in the movie, I had tried my best to be my dad's good girl. However, as I am getting bigger, I start to realise that I can actually make my own decision, and I have also realise that not all the things that my dad plans for me is the best for me.

At the beginning of the year, I started to change: from daddy's good girl to "bad girl". Not that I did those kinda bad stuff, just that I have started to make my plan for them to listen to what I want for myself. During the period of time, things are difficult for me and my parents. I would always hide in my own room whenever I am back home, and I would not talk to them if it's not necessary. Fortunately, the situation had only last for 2 months. After that, I found myself in wrong. I tried to reverse the mistake by treating them better. For now, though my dad still thinks that he knows me well (which I don't think so), things are getting smooth between us. Sometimes, I would still have to make up some white lies to him, for me to maintain the image of "his-very-good-daddy's girl" in front of my dad. I know that my dad is making his effort in letting me to make my own decision, and I know that I can always make sure that my decision will not harm me after getting his opinion. It will be hard for him to see his "little-girl" growing up and eventually will not need his guidance anymore.

Dad, I wish to tell you that: After all, I am still my dad's girl, and I will always be. Love you, dad. Thanks for everything. *hug*

PS: It's weird that I would not be able to tell him this face-to-face, for sure! I think most of the children today are in this situation too..
Human beings.. They LOVE, but they don't say it out. Look at how they communicate.. Ah.. FASCINATING~

*wink*

=Yin Foong=