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Are you proud of having a daughter like me?

My father, I'm anyway proud of having a daddy like you.

Mother told me it was you who taught me to speak,

Still the first word I spoke out was "mom".

You know your daughter is always afraid of height,

Yet I feel secure riding around your neck,

actually it is exciting.

You used to call me little shortie,

Haha, with mom's heels I look taller than you!

You keep the habit to give me a gift on Chilren's Day,

Even though your daughter is no more a kid.

The first rose I

A Short Biography Of My Dad

How can I start I don’t know. I am a member of a big family. We are six brothers and four sisters. Now a day we can’t think about this type of big family. But it was reality. We lived in a beautiful village. Our big family was fully agro based. But it was so difficult to meet up all the necessaries from the earning of out agriculture firm. But there was no other way. At one stage we all the brothers and sisters were student. Some were university going, some were colleg

I'm really touched with the blogs I've read about "my father". So I feel like sharing my feelings and the moments I had with my father. My father was a strict man, and I was stubborn kid.

We were very poor, it was really hard for him to fulfill my wishes. Even riding a bicycle was a dream for me, but he did everything what he could do for us. I used to complain every time to God for the things I don't have in my life. I was not mature to understand the things as well as I can understand today.

I r

The sun of my life

Father!
I picked this flower for you.
It was growing gently in the heart of a rock.
Father, I don’t know how the sun patted it with her golden hair,
Did she pat it, in the way you pat me with your hands?
My father!
I picked this flower from the foothills for you.
It’s not red, it isn’t fragrant too,
Because its root got no portion from the hard rock except bitterness.
Father! When I was picking it, I told her:
“ You beautiful flower! Perhaps your destiny was to be picked by me,

It's time to say...yes, time to say, how much I care for my father.  In true sense, he is generous and kind. I always have found him as a soft spoken gentleman  who always thinks  for others benefit.

In our childhood,during Winter, he used to play Badminton with us after returning from his office. He purchased toys, arranged Carom-board in the rainy season to keep us busy. I heard several times, he kept telling to our mother to keep us busy in a healthy way that we could not get enormous chance t

My father, dad, papa, no matter how I call him, he is simply one of the most important people in my life. He gave me life and I am happy and proud of being his daughter.

He is Capricorn according to the zodiac signs - typical introvert, who hides the emotions, shows them rarely but I can understand it because I am Capricorn too. There is some hidden bound between us. We are soulmates, we don´t need to talk so much but both feel the love and understanding from every gesture.

When I was little girl,

We have choice in making friends but we have no choice in having parents, they are God gifted.

Why God created parents, because he cannot stay with us all time so, he made parents to have us feel that God is always with us.

Nobody in this world could ever nurture us unconditional as parents do. They always have so big heart to excuse our mistakes which we sometime commit repeatedly or more than hundred times and again they show us love with the same flow.

Writing and sharing only about my single

This is all about the perfect person,my role model,a person who is for love and care.                                                                          My handsome Dad,whom i love so much.I consider him a role model and ideal.He has a charming personality with tall height.He has short black and grey hairs.Mostly informal dressing,smile on her face even in problem.A great and happy man.                                                                    I m the youngest in my family,so i m

     My beautiful Teacher Tara gave us a challenge: talk about our Father. As for me, I love him more than my mom (hihihi…please keep it in secret). I can say so many actions that he did,  I will tell you 2 lessons which I was learned

     I’m a woman and because of it…..hahaha…I have some weakness. However, I’m sure that most of women always fears “Ghost” and “Snake”, is it right? When I was a kid, I also scared both. And my Dad helped me to overcome it. Maybe you will be curious what his job is

This blog is a bit different from what you may expect from a blog dedicating to father. This is blog not only about my father, but also about the late Tun Razak Hussein, the second Prime Minister of Malaysia. Why I chose both of them for my Writing Challenge, I hope I will answer that by the end of my blog.

Tun Razak Hussein was born in March 1922 to a wealthy family. When he was the Deputy Prime Minister of Malaysia, he realised that the distribution of wealth among the people was not balanced.

There is an opinion that perfect dad do not exist. However! I strongly want to disagree with this opinion. Maybe not all the dads are perfect. But mine definitely is. My father is special and everything he does and says is special too. I like the way he dresses, he behaves, he moves and speaks. I am really proud of being his son.
My father does not usually show off his feelings a lot. He might be strict and serious when we are out, but I know that he loves me. And I can feel his love in every mov

This is my father!

He is my father, very unsocial and carefree.  We are his two kids, a son and a daughter, me.  I know my father loves me more than he loves my brother.  I enjoy this privilege being belong to a daughter loving family.  I have pictures when I was a child, I see myself sometimes in his laps, sometime riding on him and giggling.  I remember whenever by brother teased me or snatched my toys or color pencils or refuse to do anything asked, I used to phone my father and he always used

Father's Day is coming up in a few weeks (Sunday, June 15), and I thought some of you might want to do some writing about fathers, father figures, or fatherhood in general.

Here are some possible writing topics to explore in June. This month I'm not going to assign a special format or assignment. You can choose any of the following topics and write a blog in any way you please. Let's make a Father's Day collection of writing! 

Your Task

1. Choose a topic from the list below. 

2. Add a new blog post.

I want to share with you a joke which was sent to me by a friend. It was in my own language, so I had to translate it as it deemed fit. Thus, I am sorry if my translation is a bit weird. And I am sorry if this joke belongs to somebody. I don't mean to plagiarize!

One day, there was a bank robbery somewhere in the Capital City. The robbers shouted "Everyone! Lie down on the floor!. The money belongs to the bank but your life belongs to you!" Everyone did as instructed without much ado.

This is what

How can you spend your time in the best way when you are trying to learn a new language? 

Which of the four language skills are most important; Listening, Speaking, Reading or Writing?

First, let's look at how people acquire language after they are born.
Listening-  Children learn their language on their own from listening and they make little sounds as they hear others speak. They hear their own sounds and can try to copy the sounds others make.

Speaking-  After listening to everything that is sai

This question was bugging my thoughts these past few days. I'm asking myself how will you know when you've had enough? Enough of the relationship that isnt working, enough of the dramas in life, enough of the things that doesn't make you happy anymore. Is it when the other person has finally gone too far ? Should we wait until they do something major before you decide to leave? Leave after you realize the extent of emotional abuse? Do we need to set boundaries in a relationship and if our partne

I was warned that somebody posed as me (Expector) in the chat room a few days ago. That's so annoying and intolerable. I wonder why they did that - they may have found it's fun to pretend to be someone, or they did it on purpose - just to cause trouble.  I've noticed that so many members complained about the situation in the chat room. Some members even left MyEC since they find some trolls' (or bad apples' or bad guys' or whatever you call them) misbehavior in the chat room is so unbearable. So

I guess I am going to let the cat out of the bag, for some of you night owls who spend most of your English Club time chatting and reading your friend's blogs.  But, English Club has much, much more than My English Club (our social media side).

If you have paid attention in the past, you may have noticed some of the helpful resources.  

Today I am reminding you about our sections on idioms.  

I am just scratching the surface of the offerings that are available. The idioms at this link are about ani