Wednesday, July 22, 2009

letter to a father


A father passing by his teenage daughter's bedroomwas astonished to see the bed was nicely made andEverything was neat and tidy. Then he saw an envelopepropped up prominently on the centre of the pillow. Itwas addressed "Dad".

With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope andread the letter with trembling hands:-

Dear Dad,It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writingyou, but I'm leaving home. I had to elope with my newboyfriend Saim because I wanted to avoid a scene withMom and you.I've been finding real passion with Saim and he is sonice to me. I know when you meet him you'll like himtoo - even with all his piercing, tattoos, andmotorcycle clothes.But it's not only the passion Dad, I'm pregnant andSaim said that he wants me to have the kid and that wecan be very happy together. Even though Saim is mucholder than me (anyway, 42 isn't so old these days isit?), and has no money, really these things shouldn'ttand in the way of our relationship, don't you agree?Saim has a great CD collection; he already owns atrailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood forthe whole winter.It's true he has other girlfriends as well but I knowhe'll be faithful to me in his own way. He wants tohave many more children with me and that's now one ofmy dreams too.Saim taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurtanyone and he'll be growing it for us and we'll tradeit with our friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy wewant. In the meantime, we'll pray that science willfind a cure for AIDS so Saim can get better; he suredeserves it!!Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know howto take care of myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be backto visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.

Your loving daughter,Rosie.

At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO".Hands still trembling, her father turned the sheet,and read:PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at theneighbour's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report cardthat's in my desk centre drawer.Please sign it and call when it is safe for me to comehome.

I love you!Thanks and regards

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