Tribute To My Father Analysis

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Today, I pay tribute to my father and honour him as he goes on that final journey of life to which all mortals must one day embark. In paying this tribute, I also pay tribute to your own parents; the parents of those who still live with them today and to the parents of those who miss them today.
I grew up knowing my father as one of the most important persons in my life but I never realized how much my father meant to others, until these past few weeks. When he lived, I never took him for granted; from my junior secondary school days I shared his habit of reading newspapers and listening to news bulletin on Radio and Television Stations. As I engaged with my studies and my work, I paid scant attention to the great sacrifice he made to enable
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And when we reach that age and understanding when we may be in a position to give them the equivalent of the sympathy and help that they had given to us, we find that sympathy and help being claimed by our own wives and children. Never, therefore, do we really repay in kind what our parents give us. But what we cannot give in material things and comfort let us at least give in terms of honor and reverence. Let us on this day rekindle the flame of love we have for them, and let that flame shine ever brighter with a new and lasting…show more content…
My father never flogged all my life yet he was a disciplinarian. He cautioned me when made mistakes with love (he regarded every misbehavior as a mistake and that offered us a chance to make amends). He actively sought my advice on several issues and I was totally dependent on his advice and wise counsel. I will forever remember his words which has remained my guiding principle, “Enwu na ata na ulo n’ulo” meaning “xxxxxxx. He encouraged me through thick and thin. I pray that I would be as good a father to my children (your grandchildren) as you were to me and my siblings.
In closing, may I beg you to join me in paying a tribute, with love, honor and reverence, to my most stalwart protector, to my most learned tutor, to my most truest friend, and to the most constant companion whose companionship I sadly miss today – my father. My father taught me the virtues of hard work, honesty, perseverance, humility, selflessness, respect and love; strong sense of family and community. He was a lover of culture and tradition. He was a true lover of Ehugbo – his land of
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