Last week was the anniversary of the week that my father died – a long time ago in the meantime. He was a good and decent man and our family grew up in a loving home. These days I think about him when there is something happening in the family and during that last week of May that has just passed.
I got my passion for learning from my father. He was not educated, but he believed in the power of education.
- He made me want to contribute to creating a better world
- He encouraged my curious mind
- He expected me to have high expectations of myself
- He taught me to work hard and to be persistent.
I remember the happy times we had together in the past. I am thankful that our family is in good health and good spirit today. And I am grateful that you gave me a life-long love of learning.
Rest in peace Dad x.