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Son, The Father I Never Had
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post Mar 23 2005, 10:51 PM
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The day I hold my son and cry gently as he takes his first breaths of air is a day years beyond my expectation. However, that day is the day when the burden of my sould will finally be lifted and I can be the father that I never had. When the time comes, I'll buy him a hoop and put it together improperly so he can laugh at my wrongdoings and we can assemble it the right way; together. As he gets older, I'll teach him how to throw a perfect spiral and explain to him how a most peculiar game of inconsistent movement, violent contact and ingenius strategies will teach him how to be a leader. With that, my son and I will sit down and play a game of chess so he'll always know the enxt move in life to make. Instead of forcing him to read and write at his own leisure, I'll build him a bookcase full of literary classics as well as books by authors such as Langston Hughes to remind him of the struggle. He'll have access to a computer as well as access to all genres of music so his musical tastes aren't limited to that of his stereotyped culture. But most of all, the day I hold my son and cry gently as he takes his first breaths of air is the day when he'll become my world.
 
 
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post Mar 23 2005, 10:55 PM
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awwwww that was lovely! you write really good.
i love it ^_^

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