Being a child, I liked to spend weekends with my father. We had like a habit and we both try to have no plans for Saturday. In this day we could go to cinema to watch the interesting movie or to go to restaurant to rejoin ourselves with delicious dishes. In childhood, I was so little to understand that it is difficult to farther to find some free hours. And his profession required all his efforts and power. By the way, he works as a custodian at horse polo club. His duties are to pick up the chairs, make inspections and repair everything what is broke down. Later he changed the job, and started working at the east coast of West Palm Beach Florida. Maybe someone will be surprised while reading this.
But I had few problems. Working for fourteen hours in a day, my father came back home, and I had to take his boots off. I did it every time when he came back, I took off the boots and socks. Still I remember these boots, which were always dirty due to the lay of cement. It was really difficult to deal with them, but I should do it for my father. Now I remember this with different emotions. But I still remain the worst part of this, when I should deal with his socks. How awful they were! But he is my father, and I couldn't be in other way. Every evening I took them, and clean from the sand, salt, and cement. My hands left much to be desired, but I kept doing my chores.
After work, my dad usually took the shower and put his favorite Blue Jeans,green T-shirt and sports shoes. Then we went out together and in most cases, we went to any fast-food to eat something tasty. Such moments were my favorite ones because it was like a prize for my suffers. Sitting at the cafe, we always faced with the waiter, who came to take our order. In such situations, my dad always took his leather wallet with pride. He was proud that he could go with me to such place, to have a dinner and to demonstrate his place in society. But I still remember those days, when I should deal with his socks and boots. This is my dad and being young, I couldn’t earn money for myself. Considering this situation now, I understand that my father couldn’t act in the other way.
In addition, my father admired his work, and it was really great that he was so interested in something. And, of course, at weekends he has time to be with me. I think that every child has something in his life, what ho will remember with regret in future. But I can’t say that these situations make my childhood to be awful. It was just a little part of the time when I was a child, and anyway, this is the part of my life.nt. M
Being a child, I liked to spend weekends with my father. We had like a habit and we both try to have no plans for Saturday. In this day we could go to cinema to watch the interesting movie or to go to restaurant to rejoin ourselves with delicious dishes. In childhood, I was so little to understand that it is difficult to farther to find some free hours.