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Good Morning Ladies and Gentle
Good Morning Ladies and Gentle
I would want to welcome you with the words of Emily Dickinson Hold dear to
your parents for it is a scary and confusing world without them.
In this address, I will give tribute to two people who gave my life. First is my
mother and then my father.
38 weeks; that is how long my mom carried me in her womb. And for 20 years,
she loves me dearly even if for three years, I am a shadow that she never wanted to
see. But still, I feel the love that any other child without mother is longing. She is mad.
Yet mad is an understatement because I know to myself that she is furious. I get her
because no mother wanted her daughter have her own child at a young age. Yes, I got
pregnant early. Yet i dont regret it. Nevertheless, I wanted her at my side when I am
carrying my own daughter. But she is not there. I cant blame her. I disappointed her.
And until now, she is not talking to me. However, I want to say that I love her because
she guides me to be a mother of my own.
When I was child, my mother never left me. I remember when my sister and I
were chatting, she would always say that mama left her job abroad just to be with me
and take care of me. I know my sister envy me because she was left at my
grandmothers house growing up with our cousins. My heart flatters when I remember it.
For me, she is the best mom that I could ever ask. Mama sacrifices many things for me.
But she never blames me in anything. Like any other children, she scolds and spanks
me. But on the bright side, I know that she did it because she loves me. She is my best
friend, my protector, my savior, and my better half. I love her to the moon and back.
Not to be conceited, but many people say that I have a very nice pointed nose.
And I am very happy for my father of having a pointed nose that I inherit because my
friends envy it. But kidding aside, my father keeps me on track. He is a serious type of
person and once you have a chance to talk to him, you can only hear few words coming
out his mouth. However, I dont care if he doesnt talk much, because, I can feel and I
know that he loves me dearly. My Papa loves to drink coffee too much. He can consume
one pack of 25g of coffee in a day. Aside from coffee, he also loves cigarette. I always
remind him to stop or lessen it. Cigars and coffee is in his system. But nevertheless,
that made him my Papa.
Papa is a good provider. I must admit that I was a spoiled brat. I remember when
I was in second year of my high school, he just arrived from other country then, few
days later, we went to the mall. I was a bag with my favorite color. Mama didnt want to
buy it because I have room for another bag. But still I insisted. Funny to admit but I cried
for a bag. So to stop me from crying, papa talked to the saleslady to get for a new stock.
And with that, I stopped crying. It may sound childish and immature; but what can I say,
my father loves me so much. I think it is his way of showing how he misses me. And like
my mother, I love him to the moon and back.
I am not a perfect daughter. I have my fair share of flaws. And the only person
who didnt judge me is my parents. I am thanking God that He gave me parents like
them. If I am given a chance to choose other parents, I will reject it. Clich; I know but
that is what I feel. I am not thanking God only but also my parents who raised me. This
speech is not enough to say how grateful and thankful I am to my Mama and Papa. But
this is one way of telling you thank you and I love you.