A letter to my Dad.
Hello dad, can you hear me on the telephone please pick up my calls, it keeps ringing but all I hear is the number you're calling is unavailable.
Have got alot of things to tell you,my first day at school ,the friends I met,how I used my first copy book to trim my handwriting to make it better,how I was bullied for the first time tears rolling down my cheeks but the only shoulder I could cry on was "Mama". She thought me how to pickup the bathon and keep running even if it falls the second time.
I wish I could tell you alot to know me so this is my letter to you dad,
It might just be a fantasy but fantastic to speak to you even in your absence
Your speechless frames always gives me...
Have got alot of things to tell you,my first day at school ,the friends I met,how I used my first copy book to trim my handwriting to make it better,how I was bullied for the first time tears rolling down my cheeks but the only shoulder I could cry on was "Mama". She thought me how to pickup the bathon and keep running even if it falls the second time.
I wish I could tell you alot to know me so this is my letter to you dad,
It might just be a fantasy but fantastic to speak to you even in your absence
Your speechless frames always gives me...