no guns, just a son's love
So far it has been good! Ideas are forming in my head whenever i think of my blog, hopefully this keeps up for long. To begin my entry, i shall share with you guys something i read, thats pretty light, yet touching. Here goes..
An old man lived alone in Minnesota. He wanted to dig his potato garden, but it was very hardwork. His only son, who would have helped him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his predicament:
"Dear Son, I am feeling pretty bad, because it looks like i won't be able to plant my potato garden this year. I hate to miss doing the garden this year, because your mother always loved planting.
I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. IF you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me, if you wereint in prison. Love, Dad"
Shortly, the old man received this telegram: " For heaven's sake, dad, don't dig up the garden! That's where i buried the GUNS!!"
At 4am the next morning, a dozen FBI agents and local police officers showed up and dug up the entire graden without finding any guns.
Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him what happened, and asking him what to do next.
His son's reply was: " Plant your potatoes, dad. It's the bset i can do for you at this time."
***Shamelessly taken from the New Paper.
Haha, so how was it? I hoped it at least touched ur heart a little. A smart and witty act by the son, to display his love for his dad. Ladies aside, for guys out there who's reading my blog, how many of you are able to say "i love you" to your dad?
Not many i would say. "Yuck" would probably the common answer. But for me, i really love my dad. Man, i know that's kinda weird for me to say. But truthfully, i really do. Ever since my Mom left us, my Dad has singlehandedly cared and provided for us. And never once, has he left us feel neglected.
Who would make sure a bottle of Ribena would be in the fridge everyday? A bowl of fruits? The food is on the dining table? Make sure both of us get to school on time? And so many more. None other than, my dad.
I can only wish i can be half as good as him, should i be a father someday. Alwights.. my friends are asking me to play dota now. Till then, c ya all.
Monday, August 29, 2005
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