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I would like to reserve this post as my entry to Pinoy Parenting Blog Carnival 6th edition hosted by Guardian Angel (which happens to be Yours Truly) of Happy Family Matters, in which the subject is the enchanting question – What Type of Parent are you?

I have two children, a girl at 12 and a boy at 7. Since I got married at 30, you can see that there may be a wide generation gap that I am trying to solve. Actually, being a jolly father and a street smart that I am makes it easier to communicate with them. I grew up in the wild streets in Manila, Philippines’ capital city that is why I always have a story to share to my daughter. Old songs, movies and even social events are the best topics we are sharing when we are together and as if there is no more tomorrow. I am very open to any kind of question.

It is only now that my boy is starting himself as a healthy child, and we are making up the lost time. We are buddies and the thirty-five years gap is negligible. I am the funny man in the house and I do not feel awkward because this is natural for me. This is my outlet for all my problems and I find it is very effective. In addition, I try to be accommodating as possible, that is why I do not like the idea of working far from home.

Photo by Angel Cuala

Now, here is the serious part. I am a very strict father, in terms of everything as in everything. But let me explain it further. Time, focus and humility are the most important factors in life I want my children to consider. I always obliged my daughter to prioritize things as it is being arranged and to give her best shot at all times, including play time.

But above all, I am very conscious on how they deal with people. I know the hurt of being discriminated so I do not want my children to do the same to others. I am very watchful about their attitude towards others, regardless of status, race, gender and religion. I always remind her that the main cause of crimes and war is not poverty, but disrespect.

I must admit, I am a moody person and I can easily turn my smiles into madness especially with the above reasons. I remember my worst moment as a father, I slapped my daughter’s face last Christmas day when she did not mind wearing the dress given by her grandmother, as requested. I know what I did is wrong and I hate myself for doing that. I am doing my best to keep my temper since then.

You will not realize how it is to be a father unless you become one.

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