Still Daddy’s Little Girl
- Writers Pouch
- Feb 15, 2014
- 3 min read
Updated: Jun 2
Out of all the men in the world, daughters always say, “Fathers are the sweetest”. When I think of my childhood, the first memory I cherish to this day is how my dad encouraged me to be strong. He wanted me to be a very strong girl.
So when I was four years old, I broke a bone in my thumb finger, and it gave me a lot of trouble. The doctors said there was some minor internal distortion and that it must be operated on to improve. Upon hearing this, I reckon my father must have lost all his good senses.
Everyone knows how childish men suddenly become after fathering daughters; my father epitomised this. It was hard for him to decide what to do. To let his little daughter know the smell of medicines and the pain of toxins, nah... One day, when I went to him complaining about the pain in my thumb, he gently made me sit on his lap before saying, “Sweetheart, the more you pay attention to the pain, the stronger it will become. So stop thinking about it, and one day it will leave you.”
