My average father
My father stands quietly in the corner ofhis graduation photo without any eye-catching charm.Indeed,he is an averageman I am most familiar with.
Wearing dark color clothes,having mediumheight and possessing a protruding belly,he is not distinguished from othermiddle-aged men.Every morning he muddles with washing his face,grabs a quickbite of breakfast and hurries to work just like most men of his generation whodo not care much about trifles in daily life.He would never leave a firstimpressive impression for he has no distinction with your acquaintances.
Occasionally I imagine I have a father withlarge amount of wealth and worldwide fame.But soon afterwards I will mock myselffor such dumb idea.No doubt I am kissed by fortune to have the average man asmy father.He is so lenient that sometimes I wonder whether I could treat mychild like him in the future.It is very uncommon for Chinese parents to neverbeat their children.My father achieves it.Even a few experiences of beingscolded blur in my memory.
When I flatter myself as well-behaved girl,my father’s noncommittal facial expression reminds me of my terrible fault as
well as my beautiful recollection of myfather.One night I pulled the window which is with sliding track of ourkitchen very hard because the track becomes a little deformed.Then a big“bang” came and my brain went blank.Seconds later I figured out the windowmoved out of the track and fell down to the ground from three floors.My fatherobstructed my extremely angry mother,stepped down with broom and apologizes toscared neighbors without stop.After cleaning up the mess,he came back andremarked with a peaceful voice that how fortune it is for not hurting anyone.Then he yawned and dragged my mother back to their bedroom in case she yelledat me again.I almost burst into tears not only for regretting my silly mistakebut appreciating my father’s lenience.
Sometimes I wonder whether my father paysany attention to my study which I am so concerned with.When I get high marks,he just gives mild comments “not bad”.If I perform badly in exams,heconsiders that I must slip up without second thought.Gradually I figure itout:as an average person,he does not prefer to put too much pressure on me.All he wants is to offer me an unrestrained childhood and a carefree attitudetowards my future life in spite of the more cruel society.
My mother complains my father’s educationprinciple for she regards my father’s lenience as a way of spoiling child.Butmy father
remains unmoved.