Last Friday as I was working with end of the school-year paper work, I stepped out of my classroom and the father of one of my female students passed by my room. He was accompanied by three girls. Two were his daughters, and the other family related, niece or something. He showed so proud to be walking around with them.
Well, I know for a fact that the girl who was my student is an excellent student. She standing so proud next to her dad. A totally refreshing sight for me. Filled me with energy, hope, enthusiasm.
I asked the father figure what were the other girls' names and he mentioned them with such pride. He said they (he and his wife) had four other daughters; a total of five. The names of the girls were planned and chosen carefully. The girls' births were planned to happen every two years. I showed honest surprise and interest. Then, he added that the family genealogy had been done. (to add to my surprised look)
So, I asked them if they had added the story of how they came up with the girls' names to their family records. He went into a moment of thinking, to finally say: "We're going to have to do that."
a father with pride and love for his family is the same as a mother with love and pride for her family..just the sex is different. the sentiment, care, and importance are the same.
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