My Father’s First Daughter
When I was younger, I was my father’s shadow. I did the same sports as he did, ate the same food he did and even copied some of his mannerisms. He was the person I looked up to the most – it seemed as if he was unstoppable, like the hero in most movies. During my youth, I never felt as if I was missing out on what other kids had. I was contented and happy in my little home. However, the inevitability of growing up made me realise that my dad was not as perfect as I previously depicted him to be. Nonetheless, he imparted values and lessons that have shaped me to become the young woman that I am today. With my mother getting pregnant at 20, my parents did struggle to make ends meet. My dad not only worked multiple jobs but eventually, he had to migrate to Singapore for work in 2006. Like most Overseas Filipino Workers (OFWs), he gave up the comfort of family and familiarity; in hopes of providing a better future for his daughters. Although he would come home...
