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| Me and my Daddy at Church Services |
My father is called “Daddy.”
Even though I am eleven years old, I call him “Daddy.” My Daddy called his father “Daddy” until the
day he died. That’s because they lived
in the South, and Daddy says lots of people call their fathers “Daddy” in the
south. I love my Daddy very much. There
are tons of reasons why I love my Daddy.
He takes me fishing, and he brings me old things like radios and old
computer monitors to tear apart and try to fix.
Daddy teaches me
how to build stuff, like sheds, and how to fix boat motors. He teaches me how to make Mom’s vacuum
cleaner work better, and how to cast and fish the best way. He always keeps his cool in times of trouble,
and he says that I should do that, too.
He hums when he gets upset.
It is sad for me
when he has to go to work every day. He
has to work a hard job, lifting boats and engines, and doing other tough
things. He is a good Daddy because he
brings in the bacon and pays the bills for our family. When he comes home at night, he sometimes
even grills food for us after all that hard work. That shows me that he gives up his time and
is unselfish, so we can all live together and I can be Homeschooled. 
I know my Daddy
loves me, because he spends lots of time with me. We go on trips, like fishing all day, and one
time he took me Duck Hunting in Arkansas for a whole week. He even helped me with all the schoolwork I
had to do during that week. I kept on want
to quit the school stuff that week, but he was patient and stern enough to make
me do it, anyway. When I get upset or
disobey, Daddy never yells at me. He
corrects me very tenderly. He puts his
hand on my shoulder and guides me to do the right thing. 
When I grow up, I
am going to have 8 kids. I want to be
like my Daddy to my kids. One way is
taking them to work with me. I will also
take them to caves and dams and neat places like the places that my Daddy takes
me. I will read the Proverbs and
Revelations to them, too.
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| This shows a "Red Neck Trompoline" that my Daddy made for me in Arkansas at the Hunting Camp |
Finally, my Daddy
is probably one of the best fathers in the world. He always helps everyone in my family. He loves to spend time with me. He works to make money for us to live. He teaches me to always love others and help
them. I am so thankful for my
Daddy.
"The father of the righteous will greatly rejoice;
he who fathers a wise son will be glad in him. "
Proverbs 23:24
