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Dads, the ones who hoist you on their shoulders so you can catch a better glimpse of the parade, the ones who teach you how to ride a bike, who sign the cheques and the report cards. Dad is the one you go to, to fix things such as your doll’s broken arm.

That in a nutshell describes the many roles of a Dad.  Growing up, I’m sure many a child was oft quoted the “Wait till your dad gets home” line.  Dad was the ‘authority’, that meant a major punishment was due.

Dad who screens all your dates and boyfriends to make sure they were good enough for his precious little girl.  Dad who on the first meeting with a girl’s husband to-be goes “So how much money do you make in a month, can you afford to take care of my daughter?”

Dad who walks you down the aisle and with whom you claim the first dance at your wedding. Yes being a dad is a huge responsibility. Given the times, we live in, Dads need to not just bring in the bacon, but compete with ‘Google and “What’s App’, “We Chat, I pads and Androids. My young nephew, with whom, I discussed, this put things in perspective, as only the young can. He said, “But he’s Dad, he’ll just say hand it over and confiscate the I pad or Android! “  Looks like Dads still rule!

I remember growing up with a dad who, wiped away my tears, watched over me as I chased butterflies, taught me to laugh, love books and the written word and how to stand up to a bully at school. When I feared getting a compulsory injection at school, he showed up at school and held my hand.

At a recent school reunion, a friend, remembered me: Sadly not for my brilliance or anything but for the fact, that I had a dad who’d come to school to hold my hand to allay, my fear of injections.  He was also a dad who read me the riot act when I decided to drop mathematics for the ’ O’s without his knowledge.  I had to apologise to the maths, as well as my form teacher and end up in remedial class to make up for the months, I had skipped classes. (What a lesson in humility)

Dads have been honoured in song from time in memoriam.

So to all the Dad’s out there, have a wonderful Fathers’ Day. Copyright issues prevent me from uploading two of my favourite music videos that pay homage to Dads. Eddy Fishers’ O My Papa and Luther Van Dross’ - Dance With My Father

 

Oh My Papa

Oh my Papa, to me he was so wonderful.
To me you are so good

No one could be so gentle and so lovable
Oh my Papa he always understood.
Gone are the days when he would take me on his knee
And with a smile, he changed my tears to laughter...

 

Dance With My Father

Back when I was a child,

Before Life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
And dance with my mother and me
And then spin me around till I fell asleep

Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved

Happy Fathers’ Day to all Dads and Dads to -be.



 


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