The moment that I will never forget

The moment that I will never forget

Do you have any unforgettable moment in your life? Most of your answers must be “Yes”! Here I’d like to share a story between my father and I. It has changed my view on father’s love. I still cannot forget the moment until now.

The story happened in an evening in summer when I was about 9 years old. I had been engaged in doing the homework since I went back home in the afternoon. When I was going to write the composition, only to find the exercise book had been used up. I went to panic for the teacher was very strict and required us to hand in the composition the next morning. Looking through the window, I saw my father doing the cleaning in the yard. I was about to call him to buy me an exercise book, but I held back, because it was getting dark and I knew father was extremely exhausted after a day’s hard work. But what should I do? I had no idea.

A moment later, father came into my room as usual and asked whether I had finished my homework. I said nothing but the using up of the composition exercise book; however, I did not ask father to buy it for me. Then I continued doing the homework without paying attention to what father was going to do.

It was suppertime when my mother asked my father and I to enjoy the meal. However, there was no response from my father. None of us knew where father was. We were all confused and had no idea why he was out: it was dark and raining outside. It suddenly occurred to me that he might go to the shop to buy the exercise book for me. I stood at the door and waited. Some minutes later, I saw

father running back in the rain without an umbrella. Before I could ask where he had been, he gave me a new exercise book. I was so surprised and moved that I could not say even a word, just looking at the raindrop dripping from his hair and imagining how he protected the exercise book from being wet.

After dinner, I went to write the composition. I wrote the title “My Great Father” carefully and sincerely in the exercise book. Later, the composition got high marks and was read in front of the class.

Until now I still cannot forget the moment that I received the exercise book from my father’s hand. It is not just an exercise book but his deep love for me. I used to think my father was careless and did not care for me enough. However, my thought has changed since then. In my eyes, he is a careful, considerate and great father!