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A daughter’s letter to her dad

December 11, 2007

  This is a forwarded email that I received and decided to post it here instead of forwarding it – chain email. Read on…

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A father passing by his teenage daughter’s bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was neat and tidy. Then he saw an envelope propped up prominently on the centre of the pillow. It was addressed “Dad”.

With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:-

Dear Dad,

It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing you, but I’m leaving home. I had to elope with my new boyfriend Saim because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you.

I’ve been finding real passion with Saim and he is so nice to me. I know when you meet him you’ll like him too – even with all his piercing, tattoos, and motorcycle clothes.

But it’s not only the passion Dad, I’m pregnant and Saim said that he wants me to have the kid and that we can be very happy together. Even though Saim is much older than me (anyway, 42 isn’t so old these days is it?), and has no money, really these things shouldn’t tand in the way of our relationship, don’t you agree? Saim has a great CD collection; he already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter.

It’s true he has other girlfriends as well but I know he’ll be faithful to me in his own way. He wants to have many more children with me and that’s now one of my dreams too.

Saim taught me that marijuana doesn’t really hurt anyone and he’ll be growing it for us and we’ll trade it with our friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we’ll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Saim can get better; he sure deserves it!!

Don’t worry Dad, I’m 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I’m sure we’ll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.

Your loving daughter,
Rosie.

At the bottom of the page were the letters “PTO”.
Hands still trembling, her father turned the sheet, and read:

PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I’m over at the neighbor’s house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that’s in my desk centre drawer.

Please sign it and call when it is safe for me to come home.

I love you!

Kurang asam punya anak.

9 Comments leave one →
  1. December 12, 2007 8:58 am

    Awu, bukan inda lagi kurang asam. I was thinking macam2 udah. Pedeophile lah, AIDS lah, druggy lah…

    Aiyoo. But at least one thing assures me. 15 tahun ani bukan jua lagi kanak-kanak, berakal jua bisdia ani udah.

    So, thank you for that perspective. i’ve an almost 9 yo teenage gal, and scares me sh*t thinking of the coming years.

  2. foxy permalink
    December 13, 2007 12:04 pm

    winx, I understand how you feel. I have three teenage girls, lagi ku takut. Mudahan kuat iman dorang, amin.

  3. December 17, 2007 2:41 pm

    My eldest will be 12 next yr… the dreaded TEENS looms ever closer… *shudder*

  4. Ramble On permalink
    December 18, 2007 1:34 pm

    Dear winx and Reeda, so true. so scary lo. I think 10 is now the official start of the teenage years. Kids grow up quickly these days. Sigh!

  5. Andy permalink
    January 23, 2008 8:19 am

    Love and nurture your children. They are your greatest assets and investment.

  6. umi permalink
    March 31, 2008 12:17 pm

    btuah punya budak….ku pikirkan banar.stress udahku mikirkan….doa tah kitani smoga bbudak kita ni menjadi anak yang baik…Amin.

  7. Anonymous permalink
    April 12, 2009 10:19 am

    That was a good prank lol wat a funni kid im gonna try tht sum day lol good on ya gurl:)

    • Brunei Lifestyler permalink
      April 13, 2009 10:46 am

      😀 Syhhh…dont tell ur dad u got it from here else I will get angry parents throwing hot towels to me..

      • July 30, 2011 10:56 am

        Loving your children in the way of their deep hearts and hopes may seem just important to them but it is an air of justice to imprint the love of a dad’s soul sealed firmly and faithfully true. If at times it comes to maybe exhibiting a sight of a desperation of to get that feel from a dad it is truly heart rending.You did your course of exhibit in the form of a daughter that shows dad how to be a dad, funny, understanding, and loving in just the way that can reflect upon the daughter.

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