My father, has always been a man of high morality, practical knowledge, common sense, and far sightedness. He always teaches me things comprehensively. He lets me attain experiences at my own costs and does not keep long lesson sessions of lectures in the daily routine as done by most Fathers of teenagers.
He thinks children rebel against parents when they are not let to earn experiences by themselves and given sermons on Do’s and Dont’s. My father believes children must learn at their own paces and gain practical experiences from their lives, which most previous generation people owe to for their own life -shaping.
He teaches in a ‘not-serious’ yet ‘not joking’, yet ‘not-hurting’ and ‘not very friendly’ way. And then instantly delivers a fresh self-made joke; so funny, that even in the famines of the grave mood of mine, waves of laughter are forced to flow. These jokes make me forget the little syllables that might be a little tough or harsh on my ears but embeds the rest in my heart.
He always encourages me to show my talents and always encourages me to do so. According to every son, who is passing through their adolescence, who belong to lower-middle class families, their Dads aren’t any great role models.
According to me, fathers don’t like to be great role models for their children because they don’t want to become the yardstick for measuring the success of their children. They make it easier for their children to become more successful than them. This is a joy, of every father and his greatest virtue too.