How are you doing in school these days? It’s getting colder and colder now, do take care of yourself since we are not around. I know that you may never have a chance to read this letter, but I’d still like to write it down. I may feel better if I do so.
Remember the party we attended last Saturday at my boss’ house? It was wonderful time to have so many buddies get together with their family members. And we did enjoy ourselves there.
You were very happy all night and flew here and there like a cheerful bird. Uncle Marv even praised your English( He told me how he was surprised when you talked with him in English). I was really proud of you!
However, your good mood was spoiled by what I said to you later. It came when we played cards together with some uncles there. It was your first time to play that and you made some mistakes. I got so impatient and said,” Hey, boy! Why did you do like that? Just use your head, boy!”
Hardly had I finished it when I realized I had done something wrong. Something was glittering in your eyes, and you didn’t say anything. I knew what I had said hurt you. I felt really sorry about it, but could not do anything then.
On the way home, you kept silent. I knew the reason but didn’t say anything to you. Any explanation might be useless as spoilt milk.
The next day, you were cheerful boy again as if nothing had happened last night. But what happened that night kept rushing in my mind. I didn’t say sorry to you as I found it difficult to do so.
In my eye, you are still a little child. Maybe I should regard you as my friends, not only my son. I think I need to learn more about you, not as a young kid, but as a grown-up, as a close friend. We are equal.
I am always your loving Daddy; And you, Frank, are always my lovely son.