英语手抄报父亲节内容

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英语手抄报父亲节内容

言语不在多，祝福不会少;问候不在多，关心常相随;爸爸要求不多，今有儿女祝愿就行。父亲节，愿天下儿女都别忘记祝福爸爸。

篇一：父亲节英语手抄报内容

When I was five, my biological father committed suicide. It left me feeling as though Id done something wrong; that if I had been better somehow, maybe hed have stayed around. My mother remarried shortly thereafter, and this man was my dad until I was nineteen. I called him Dad and used his name all through school. But, when he and my mother divorced, he just walked away. Once again, I wondered what was wrong with me that I couldnt keep a father.

Mother remarried again, and Bob was a wonderful, kind man. I was twenty now and no longer living at home, but I felt a great love and attachment for him. A few years later my mother was diagnosed with cancer and was not given long to live. Shortly before she died, Bob came over to my house alone one day. We talked about a lot of things, and then he told me that he wanted me to know that hed always be there for me, even after Mother was gone. Then he asked if he could adopt me.

I could hardly believe my ears. Tears streamed down my face. He wanted me - me! This man had no obligation to me, but he was reaching out from his heart, and I accepted. During the adoption proceedings, the judge commented on all the undesirable duties of his profession and then with a tear in his eye, thanked us for brightening his day as he pronounced us father and daughter. I was twenty-five, but I was his little girl.

Three short years later, Bob, too, was diagnosed with cancer and was gone within the year. At first I was hurt and angry at God for taking this father away too. But eventually the love and acceptance that I felt from Dad came through again, and I became, once more, grateful for the years we had.

On Fathers Day I always reflect on what Ive learned about fatherhood. Ive learned that it is not dependent on biology or even on raising a child. Fatherhood is a matter of the heart. Bobs gift from the heart will warm my soul for eternity.

篇二：父亲节英语手抄报内容

You know, Dad, there was a time when we were not only separated by the generation gap but completely polarized by it. You stood on one side of the Great Divide and I on the other, father and daughter split apart by age and experience, opinions, hairstyles, cosmetics, clothing, curfews, music, and boys.

The Father-Daughter Duel of 54 shifted into high gear when you taught me to drive the old Dodge and I decided I would drive the 54 Chevy whether you liked it or not. The police officer who escorted me home after you reported the Chevy stolen late one evening was too young to understand father-daughter politics and too old to have much tolerance for a snotty 16 year old. You were so decent about it, Dad, and I think that was probably what made it the worst night of my life.

Our relationship improved immensely when I married a man you liked, and things really turned around when we begin making babies right and left. We didnt have a television set, you know, and we had to entertain ourselves somehow. I didnt know what to expect of you and Mom as grandparents but I didnt have to wait long to find out. Those babies adored you then just as they adore you now. When I see you with all your grandchildren, I know youve given them the finest gift a grandparent can give. Youve given them yourself.