A sport meet!

PAPA! Wake up! Wake up! My son called me anxiously and loudly at six o'clock. The sport meet will be held at seven. We have to prepare and go to school right now. I opened my eyes and beg him to give me more five minutes. How come the school hold a sport meet so early I condemned in my mind. "Dady...." said by my son. "Okay!! I got up already. I murmured to give him a respond. Why you never get up on time when you have to go to school every day? The sound like I bark at him. I helped him to brush his teeth, and asked him to wash his face by himself. Few minutes later, we went to have breakfast in his mother's work place. His mother asked him what number you want to secure at the running race this time. "Number two" I replied to his mother before he say anything. But he said he will get the number one as usual. I just afraid that he said this kind of words because of the pressure in his mind. But I am still glad that he has this kind of indomitable attitude. Another hand, that I am worried his this kind of attitude will hurt him as well.

Anyway, I love you. I am proud to be your father forever, my son.