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Wednesday, January 2, 2013

BLOG #3.2 A Conversation With My Father



A Conversation With My Father

Having a talk with him isn’t typical, it is the rarest thing I would do.

Daddy: Hey! Merry Christmas, Dannah. How are you doing there?
Dannah: I’m fine.
Daddy: Any gifts you wanted? I sent something there for you. I hope you loved it.
Dannah: Yeah. I got it already. Thanks.
Daddy: Haha. Want any other thing? Since it’s your birthday tomorrow, I also sent something different. Your mom will give it to you tomorrow so I hope you haven’t seen it yet.
Dannah: I didn’t know about that one.
Daddy: Why do you speak so low? And don’t you have anything to say to me.
Dannah: Uhhmmm. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
Daddy: Your voice got a little louder. That’s better. You’re turning 14, right? I really want to see you personally, after all these years.
Dannah: Yeah. Me too.
Daddy: Your voice again. Don’t you want to see me?
Dannah: I want. Wait. I need to go somewhere. I’ll give the phone to mommy, okay!

Yeah, this happened at Christmas. I really feel awkward talking to him because I haven’t even seen him once. I just wanted to thank him for giving me gifts and every other thing, though.

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