中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘（精選14篇）
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇1
老師，同學們：
早上好！
馬上就是父親節了，你是否有陪著父親好好度過這個獨屬于他的節日呢？
其實父親節，給了我們一個表達對父親的尊敬和感激的一個很好的機會。尊重長輩是中國的傳統美德，孝敬父母也是道德對我們的要求，作為中國新一代的建設者，這種傳統道德品質是不能丟失的。但對父親的感謝，更多應該是發自于我們的內心，發自于我們內心中對父親的愛。我們是不是應該像鳥兒和樹葉一樣知恩，用同樣的愛回報父親呢？
作為子女，我們應該把每天都當成父親節。我們要時刻銘記著父親對我們的養育之情，對我們所付出的一切。表達對父親的感激，只需要我們一顆真誠愛父親的心。不用華麗的開場，也不用精致的禮物，只要一句簡簡單單而又滿懷真情的問候就可代替千言萬語，學業上取得的些許成就就會勝過一切。父親總是期待自己的孩子能夠翱翔天空傲視世界，我們應該不負所望地好好學習，成就自己的理想和父親的期望。正如貝東芬所說的，你的父親感到榮耀的莫過于你以最大的熱誠繼續你的學業，并努力奮發以期成為一個誠實而杰出的人。在以后我們也會成為了自己孩子的父母，我們對長輩的敬愛之情卻是永遠不能消失的。
如果昨天沒有好好陪伴著父親的同學，不妨今天回家時，給父親沏一壺茶，給父親一個大大的擁抱，對父親說一句您辛苦了。
是誰用虬勁的臂膀，為我們撐起一片燦爛的天空！是誰用勤勞的雙手，為我們構建一個幸福的家園！是誰給了我們一片藍天，給了我們一方沃土！是您，父親，一個平凡而又偉大的名字！父愛如傘，為你遮風擋雨；父愛如雨，為你濯洗心靈；父愛如路，伴你走完人生。
謝謝大家！
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇2
親愛的老師、同學們：
大家好！
每年六月的第三個星期天是父親節。
不知道大家是不是和我一樣，覺得爸爸總是好嚴肅，好難和他說心事，我還記得，小時候，每個周末，爸爸都會騎著車帶我到一個從來沒去過的公園玩，但是長大后，我們幾乎不講話了。隨著離家的時間越來越多，我和爸爸之間，漸漸的，也只剩下了沉默。爸爸從來沒有稱贊過我，我也從來沒有說過，我愛他，但是，一直以來，我藏在心里的愿望，始終是要他的肯定啊。
和爸爸之間很難相處，甚至連父親節的時候都遲遲疑疑的說不出“我愛你”的同學，一定不止我一個吧。
但是，也許我們都忘記了，當我們蹣跚學步時，在遠處看著我們的人，是父親；在我們還沒有成型的三觀里，教給我們做人的原則和道理的人，也是父親；在我們第一次離開爸媽去學校上學時，雖然放開了手，卻依然在鐵欄桿后面默默地望著我們的`人，還是父親；在我們想要放棄的時候，告訴我們“最重要的事情，就是要堅持一直前行”的人，仍然是父親啊。
都說父愛如山，父親在我們的生命中一直是沉默而厚重的角色，回首那些苦澀的過往，總能找到父親的身影，我想，也是因為有了父親的沉默的守候，我們才多了一份前行的動力吧。無論我們身在何方，面臨什么樣的困境，我們的支柱，始終是父親啊。
我永遠忘不了，在一次期中考試之后，我把被揉成一團的成績條遞給爸爸看，當他展開了看到成績條上模糊的數字時，我都能感覺到他眼里的光一下子就黯淡了下來，仿佛他年輕時所有的意氣風發都在我身上消磨殆盡了，他只是沉默了幾秒，對我說“你，要加油啊。”我點點頭，轉身后眼淚再也停不了。而這個時候我才真實的感覺到，小時候，爸爸給予了我很多，而現在的我，是該變成他的翅膀，拂去他的滄桑了，現在該是我回報爸爸的時候了。
相信大家都聽說過先生的《目送》這本書吧，中間寫到了我們目送父母一步步的離開，但是其實，很多時候不是我們去看父母的背影，更多的時候是我們承受愛我們的人追逐的目光，承受他們不舍的，他們不放心的，滿眼的目送。但我們從小到大只管著一心離開，從未回頭張望過。我們的這一生，被父母目送著，然后我們會目送著我們的孩子蹦跳著離開。但是我們都很難去回頭張望，只因我們知道那份可以依靠的愛一直堅實地存在著。因為有這份愛的存在，我們才能無所畏懼的前行。
最后，我想告訴大家的是，在這個世界上，沒有不會消失的身影，爸爸媽媽也總有離開我們的那一天，所以無論是什么樣的日子，都要請大家始終懷著感激的心情，去多愛我們的父母一點。因為，也許父母也是存在我們的心里，但是我們，卻永遠鐫刻在他們的生命線上。
謝謝大家！
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇3
親愛的老師和同學們：
我想不己有沒有父愛。我不知道你腦子里在想什么。你的表情在我面前總是喜怒無常。我發現你對家里的兄弟姐妹很熱情，對我卻那么冷淡。
去年成績提高后，我記得你對我很好。我也理解你想看到女人變成鳳凰。當我看到你可以在一個看不見的黑暗的早晨送我去學校，我明白你對我的期望有多高。
但是新的一年，我讓你失望了。因為一個新老師，雖然半個學期過去了，我還是適應不了他。他的教學方法和以前的張老師有很大的不同，他會過度偏愛他的一個同學，所以我恨他，恨他這個老師。
所以我變得不學無術，一整天都沒有把注意力放在學習上。我覺得我不想去。月考結束后，我知道你對我徹底失望了，因為我的成績已經從大山跌到谷底了。我知道你很失望。我是你的女兒，我怎么會不知道呢？
但是我真的不想學，我討厭學，我也想提高成績，但是我討厭那個老師，不只是普通的老師。考完月考，感覺失去了父愛。我覺得我沒有過，但我有的是一個父親對孩子成就的期待。失去的真正父愛什么時候才能找回？
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇4
尊敬的各位、來賓，親愛的爸爸媽媽、以及同學們：
大家好！
父親節即將來臨，我要感謝爸爸，因為爸爸做好了他的工作：當一位好爸爸。“爸爸”這個職位和“媽媽”一樣，都是個崇高的職位，世上不只是只有媽媽好，爸爸也一樣。如果，這個家庭是只有媽媽，而沒有爸爸的話，是多么糟糕呀！那樣，許多父親干的事，只好是媽媽代替。爸爸是從小教育我們不可缺少的一位教育員，也是引導員，教育我們，引導我們怎么做人，這也是他們的工作。一般回家后，媽媽不會讓我去做家務事，而爸爸卻讓我去做，說：你是家里的一員三聯。這些家務活不能只靠媽媽和爸爸去做，你長大以后，也是要做的，難道不能現在學？這一句話，雖然短，但是卻讓我開始幫助媽媽做事，懂事了許多。
為了我們這個家，爸爸也付出了許多，這樣，才有我們圓滿的家庭！
謝謝大家！
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇5
Hi, everybody. This Sunday is Father’s Day, and so I wanted to take a moment to talk about the most important job many of us will ever have and that’s being a dad.
Today we’re blessed to live in a world where technology allows us to connect instantly with just about anyone on the planet. But no matter how advanced we get, there will never be a substitute for the love and support and, most importantly, the presence of a parent in a child’s life. And in many ways, that’s uniquely true for fathers.
I never really knew my own father. I was raised by a single mom and two wonderful grandparents who made incredible sacrifices for me. And there are single parents all across the country who do a heroic job raising terrific kids. But I still wish I had a dad who was not only around, but involved; another role model to teach me what my mom did her best to instill – values like hard work and integrity; responsibility and delayed gratification – all the things that give a child the foundation to envision a brighter future for themselves.
That’ s why I try every day to be for Michelle and my girls what my father was not for my mother and me. And I’ve met plenty of other people – dads and uncles and men without a family connection –who are trying to break the cycle and give more of our young people a strong male role model.
Being a good parent – whether you’re gay or straight; a foster parent or a grandparent – isn’t easy. It demands your constant attention, frequent sacrifice, and a healthy dose of patience. And nobody’s perfect. To this day, I’m still figuring out how to be a better husband to my wife and father to my kids.
And I want to do what I can as President to encourage marriage and strong families. We should reform our child support laws to get more men working and engaged with their children. And my Administration will continue to work with the faith and other community organizations, as well as businesses, on a campaign to encourage strong parenting and fatherhood.
Because if there’s one thing I’ve learned along the way, it’s that all our personal successes shine a little less brightly if we fail at family. That’s what matters most. When I look back on my life, I won’t be thinking about any particular legislation I passed or policy I promoted. I’ll be thinking about Michelle, and the journey we’ve been on together. I’ll be thinking about Sasha’s dance recitals and Malia’s tennis matches –about the conversations we’ve had and the quiet moments we’ve shared. I’ll be thinking about whether I did right by them, and whether they knew, every day, just how much they were loved.
That’s what I think being a father is all about. And if we can do our best to be a source of comfort and encouragement to our kids; if we can show them unconditional love and help them grow into the people they were meant to be; then we will have succeeded.
Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there, and have a great weekend.
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇6
尊敬的老師們，同學們：
在，五月份的第二個星期天是母親節。而六月份的第三個星期天是父親節。今天我國旗下的題目是--愛在父親節。
人們說，母親的愛是叮嚀，如清風拂面。父親的愛是注目，如烈日當空。想起母親，是耳鬢白發，是慈母手中線。想起父親，是轉身背影，是嚴父口施令。性別的微妙差異，讓這兩種最為真摯的親情之愛，顯得截然不同。
當我們長大成人，我們或更愿意與母親暢快的溝通，但我們實際上卻更依賴于父親同學們，這個節日雖然是由外國人在一百年之前設立的，但它表達了全世界人民對父親的尊敬和對長輩的愛戴，因此，我們也應當記住這樣的節日。
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇7
His hands were rough and exceedingly1) strong. He could gently prune2) a fruit tree orfirmly ease a stubborn horse into a harness. What I remember most is the special warmthfrom those hands as he would take me by the shoulder and point out the glittering swoop of ablue hawk, or a rabbit asleep in its lair. They were good hands that served him well and failedhim in only one thing. They never learned to write.父親節英語演講稿：My Father’s Hands
My father was illiterate. The number of illiterates3) in our country has steadily declined, butif there were only one I would be saddened4), remembering my father and the pain heendured because his hands never learned to write. He started school in the first grade, wherethe remedy for a wrong answer was ten rule r strokes across a stretched palm.
For some reason, shapes, figures and letters just did not fall into the rig ht pattern inside hissix-year-old mind. His father took him out of school after several months and set him to a man’sjob on the farm.
Years later, his wife, with her fourth-grade education, would try to teach him to read. And stilllater I would grasp his big fist between my small hands and awkwardly help him to trace theletters of his name. He submitted5) to the ordeal for a short time, but soon grew restless andwould declare that he had had enough.
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇8
Millions of words are to be told you, my father, but I have no idea where to start. In my heart, deep respect, affection and appreciation towards you are really beyond words of description…
You are always like a mighty mountain, carrying the world on your shoulders. You are always like a broad river, embracing all happiness and sorrow to your bosom. You are always like a solid bridge, assisting me to go through tribulations and hardships. You are always like a firm boat, taking me across all the storms and waves in life…
As a father, you are successful, for you have brought your two daughters into successes envied by others. As a husband, you are admirable, for you have been taking good care of your tender wife all the year round. As a son, you are famous and adorable, for you have been so kind to your parents and your wife’s that everyone around turned up their thumbs on you. And as a doctor, you are regretless, for all the folks in the town think highly of your medical techniques and ethics. But how could you be so miserable with your own son?
When all the village folks came to bid the last farewell to your son, you squatted there as if you were crawling on the ground. You said you had done everything in that way just for the sake of saving our mother, you said you hadn’t expected it like that and you said…
So I came to believe that the HEAVEN is jealous of the real talents, and I thought that your son was trying to escape from this earthly world in front of his seventy-year-old grandmother…
However, it was too late. How much did it take you to send your little son -- apple of your eye, pride of your soul -- to the hearse with your own hands? It was October according to the solar calendar, but how came light snow was descending from the sky and all the village folks were coming to see him off?
All of a sudden, a happy and harmonious family collapsed, and my mother broke down and meanwhile I was adopted by the most famous school -- No. 1 High School…
I didn’t know how you managed to cure my mother’s illness, I didn’t know how you made your lonely way, and I even didn’t know how you alone supported the whole family which almost broke into pieces…
When our mother came to a bit, you always told me all the heart-broken stories of your wife as kind of humorous ones. I was startled on hearing them, but you always put smiles on your face. I cannot remember how many times you smoked hard when you were alone. Obviously you were lost in the meditation of the agony and endless yearn…
Three years later, when my advice note of college matriculation flew into your hands, a smile of happiness and satisfaction burst on your face, and that was the only time ever since my brother went on his way three years before…
As your little daughter, a copy of you, my dear father, I was the only pride you’d like to boast and the only source where you derived all your happiness in those three years. But only your little daughter knew what it meant for you to lose such a remarkable and excellent son in the feudal atmosphere at that time. And only your little daughter knew what would brought to the family with her every single word or deed. She knew what it meant to fail in the college entrance examinations, and she knew no one else was bestowed the great responsibility of reviving the family. Therefore, she was determined to succeed in the examinations…
I still remember how relieved and satisfied you were when you saw me off at the bus station. Maybe it was I that reignited your hope of life. Anyway my mother recovered from her illness, and our family returned to the good lifestyle of long time before.
And I can feel that every time you see my daughter -- your granddaughter, your healthy and lovely granddaughter, you are filled with the passion of life…
Your daughter has recently bought an apartment, and this is greater news to you, for you know that life is changing for the better and even better…
It is Father’s Day today. Hereby your daughter presents you a song of Father to express my blessings to you and my mother for an eternity in life of happiness and health…
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇9
今天是六月的第三個星期天。也是父親節，是全世界父親的節日。為了慶祝父親節，我決定今天為父親做燒烤。
終于盼到了中午，迫不及待的開始燒烤。我先把油滴放在微波爐烤盤的中央，然后用手指把油均勻地涂在周圍。然后，我把媽媽腌制好的肉片整齊的放在烤盤上，然后輕輕地把烤盤放進微波爐，關上爐門，選擇燒烤程序按鈕。聽我媽說微波爐對人體有輻射，我就暫時回客廳看書了。過了十分鐘，我趕緊放下書跑到廚房，打開微波爐的門，把肉片一片一片翻過來，按照媽媽教我的，撒上孜然、鹽、胡椒、蒜瓣。然后我又關上微波爐的門，繼續加熱。五分鐘后，微波爐響起了“滴滴”的聲音。我滿懷期待的打開烤箱門，頓時，一股濃濃的肉香撲面而來，肉熟了。最后，我把烤肉端上桌。一盤香噴噴的烤肉是新鮮出爐的。
爸爸用筷子夾起一塊烤肉，放進嘴里，嚼了幾下，贊不絕口地說：“對!還不錯!”我也趕緊拿起一塊塞進嘴里。啊，味道好極了。很快，我和父親就給了三次、五次、兩次后的第一次燒烤“報銷”。于是，我又開始制作第二套。
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇10
尊敬的老師，親愛的同學們：
大家好!
父愛，雖不如母愛那般細致，那般精心，卻如山一般重，海一般深。
我們呀呀學語時的第一句“爸爸”，便注定了，他，就是我們一生最愛的人，最重要的人。這一聲“爸爸”，不是詩篇，勝似詩篇。這一聲“爸爸”，是世界上最美妙的音符，是世界上最動聽的聲音。
一聲“父親”，樸素而又真實，柔軟而又堅定。一聲“父親”，飽含了多少情感，流露了多少真情。一聲“父親”詮釋了世間最偉大的愛。一聲“父親”，響徹整個世界……
父親，一個簡單的名詞，卻飽含著無數人無比真摯的感情。父愛雖不及母愛那般無微不至，卻可以承受整個世界!
“路上小心啊。”這句我們臨出門時母親總要說的話，而這時，會有一個人深深地凝視著你，這個人，便是父親。你明白這個眼神滲透著多少愛嗎?不，至少我不明白。也許，你根本不知道這個人是誰，因為，你也不曾這樣望過父親一眼。確實，父愛是最容易被埋沒的。如果說母愛是鮮花的話，那父愛便是綠草。你真正了解草嗎?不，至少我不了解。因為它沒有鮮花的那般光彩奪目，但是，如果沒有了綠草，那么，再美的鮮花也會變得枯燥，變得乏味，變得不完整。
不耀眼的東西，不代表沒有。所以，用心去感悟，用心去聆聽，就會發現，父親的目光也很可愛，父親的旋律也很動聽。
再美好的東西也有失去的那一天。是啊，那天中午，爸爸睡著了，看著爸爸熟睡的臉龐，爸爸變了。熟睡中的爸爸，不再像昔日那般平靜，它變得憂傷，變得無奈。盡管已經睡著了，但爸爸的眉頭時緊鎖著的。不知何時，爸爸的頭發中冒出了幾根白發。不覺中，淚水模糊了我的雙眼，我第一次覺得爸爸變得滄桑。爸爸老了，已不再是那時給我當大馬騎的“大哥哥”了。我們讓爸爸操碎了心，那緊鎖的眉頭，疲憊的眼睛，深深地皺紋和那“耀眼”的白發，都深深地刺痛我的心。
如果問我，愛是什么，那么我告訴你，這便是愛，永恒的愛。
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇11
今天是父親節。應該送爸爸什么禮物？想想還是給爸爸寄賀卡最有意義。因為還年輕，是體長知識的時期，不會掙錢。所以，我把這個特別的禮物送給爸爸，是最合適也是最有意義的！
我的父母，生我養我送我上學，花了很多人力物力和金錢，讓我感恩！為了感謝父母的好意，我在這個父親節買了一張賀卡，發自內心地寫下了幾句話：我記得父母對我的愛，在學校聽老師的話，遵守學校紀律，好好學習，學好技能，成長為國家有用的材料，回報父母的愛。父親節快樂！
相信爸爸看到這個特別的禮物一定會覺得很開心！不會嫌棄？不然他會偷偷給我拍手！如果不是這樣，就找媽媽要錢，給爸爸買貴重的禮物。爸爸會說：“誰給你錢買這些禮物的？”我想：不僅他不夸我，我還會挨一頓臭罵！
爸爸，父親節快樂！
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇12
后天，也就是6月20日。今天是父親節！你打算送爸爸什么禮物？要不我給你點建議？
大多數爸爸喜歡熬夜看比賽。如果你和我一樣是小球迷，那就跟著你老爸這個老球迷去看一場精彩的比賽。
如果你的父親不喜歡足球，今天不在家，利用這個機會把他的鞋、襪子和衣服拿出來洗。
但是如果你做不了這么辛苦的工作，那就幫你爸爸戒煙吧！我不想讓爸爸抽一輩子煙，但是這一天，我不想讓爸爸再抽了，對他說：“今天是父親節，你不能抽煙，抽煙對身體有害！”
如果你爸爸是一個不抽煙不喝酒不看球的人，那么你可以幫他減輕工作。如果你爸爸是一個晚上想寫論文什么的人，那你可以幫他泡杯咖啡或者茶。
不管怎樣，在父親節，我們一定要讓爸爸健康快樂！
然后，我的禮物準備好了。父親節你打算給爸爸什么樣的驚喜？
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇13
His hands were rough and exceedingly1) strong. He could gently prune2) a fruit tree orfirmly ease a stubborn horse into a harness. What I remember most is the special warmthfrom those hands as he would take me by the shoulder and point out the glittering swoop of ablue hawk, or a rabbit asleep in its lair. They were good hands that served him well and failedhim in only one thing. They never learned to write.
My father was illiterate. The number of illiterates3) in our country has steadily declined, butif there were only one I would be saddened4), remembering my father and the pain heendured because his hands never learned to write. He started school in the first grade, wherethe remedy for a wrong answer was ten rule r strokes across a stretched palm.
For some reason, shapes, figures and letters just did not fall into the rig ht pattern inside hissix-year-old mind. His father took him out of school after several months and set him to a man’sjob on the farm.
Years later, his wife, with her fourth-grade education, would try to teach him to read. And stilllater I would grasp his big fist between my small hands and awkwardly help him to trace theletters of his name. He submitted5) to the ordeal for a short time, but soon grew restless andwould declare that he had had enough.
One night, when he thought no one saw, he slipped away with my second grade reader andlabored over the words until they became too difficult. He pressed his forehead into the pagesand wept. Thereafter, no amount of persuading could bring him to sit with pen and paper. Hedid still like to listen to my mother, and then to me, read to him. He especially enjoyedlistening to us read to him from the Bible.
My father was forced to let the bank take possession of most of the acreage6) of his farmlandone year when a crop failure meant he couldn’t make the mortgage7) payment. He was ableto keep one acre of the farmland where the small farm house was located.
From the farm to road building and later to factory work, his hands served him well. His mindwas keen, and his will to work was unsurpassed. His enthusiasm and efficiency brought anoffer to become a line boss--until he was handed the qualification test.
Years later, when Mother died, I tried to get him to come and live with my family, but heinsisted on staying in the small house with the garden plot and a few farm animals close by.His health began to fail, and he was in and out of the hospital with two mild heart attacks. OldDoc Green saw him weekly and gave him medication, including nitroglycerin8) tablets to putunder h is tongue should he feel an attack coming on.
My last fond memory of Dad was watching as he walked across the brow of a hillside meadowwith those big warm hands resting on the shoulders of my two children. He stopped to point outa pond where he and I had fished years before. The night, my family an d I flew back to ourown home. Three weeks later Dad was dead because of a heart attack.
I returned to my father’s home for the funeral. Doc Green told me how sorry he was. In fact, hewas bothered a bit, because he had just written Dad a new prescription, and the druggist9)had filled it. Yet the bottle of pills had not been found on Dad’s person. Doc Green felt that apill might have kept him alive long enough to summon help.
I went out to Dad’s garden plot where a neighbor had found him. In grief, I stooped to t racemy fingers in the earth where he had reached the end of his life. My hand came to rest on ahalf-buried brick, which I aimlessly lifted. I noticed underneath it the twisted and battered, yetunbroken, container that had been beaten into the soft earth.
As I held the container of pills, the scene of Dad struggling to remove the cap and indesperation trying to break it with the brick flashed painfully before my eyes. With deepanguish I knew why those big hands had lost in their struggle with death. For there, imprintedon the cap, were the words：“Child-proof cap--Push down and twist to unlock. ”
The druggist later confirmed that he had just started using the new safety caps.
I knew it was not a rational act, but I went right downtown and bought a leather-boundpocket dictionary and a gold pen set. I bade Dad good-bye by placing them in those big hands,once so warm, which had lived so well, but had never learned to write.
中學生父親節演講稿一分鐘 篇14
Today, this day reminds us that we depend on to create the cornerstone of life, the most important thing is family. We must recognize, and certainly the cornerstone of every father to play a key role. His father, patience, and coaching, both direction, and words and deeds. Father is a successful example, but also continue to promote the success of our people.
But if we open and injustice, will not admit too many fathers in their place……too many childrens lives where, in too many families, the father of this role is missing. The expense of their home responsibilities, acting like the little boy, not man. The basis of our many family and therefore become weak.
In speaking these words, I knew that I am not a perfect father ——I know I made mistakes, but the future will make mistakes; I hope to have more time than it is now at home, accompanied by his wife and children, but can not do. All I know, but still have to say this. Because even though we are not perfect, even though we face the difficulties, but still there are some lessons we must strive to experience as a father, to sum up the……whether we are black or white, rich or the poor, from poor South or from wealthy suburbs.
The first lesson is that we must make to their children an excellent example ——because if we have high expectations for them, we too, should aim high. You have a job is a good thing, there is a college diploma is good enough. If you are getting married, children around the knee, that could not be better, but not the entire weekend at home watching ESPN Sports "sports center." Many children is under the influence of this growing up near the TV. As a father, as parents, we should spend more time with their children and help them complete their studies, from time to time their TV remote control into the hands of the game or a book. This is the way we lay the cornerstone of the family.
We understand that education is the key to creating childrens future. We understand that in order to obtain good jobs, they compete with children around the world. We appreciate the hard work required for this purpose, learning and should reach the level of education. To truly compete, they need to graduate high school, then college, and perhaps have to take a postgraduate diploma. We shook their hands, that they moved his ass in the librarys seat now!
Bring this idea of excellence instilled into the childs mind, it rely on us as fathers and parents. We have a responsibility to tell our daughters, do not let your own values affect the image of being on television, because I expect you to dream without limit, expect you to pursue those dreams. We have a responsibility to tell our son, although the radio songs glorified violence, but in my house, we celebrate achievements, self-esteem and hard work. We have the responsibility to these expectations, it means that we ourselves must also meet these expectations, we have to do in life, a remarkable example.
The second experience was as a father, we should identify with the values passed to the child. Not sympathy, but empathy ——to put themselves for the sake of others, see the world from the perspective of others. Sometimes we are so easily obsessed with the "we" word, should forget our obligations to each other. Our society has a cultural concept, keep in mind that these obligations is a sign of weakness ——we should not look weak, so we should not be people that care.
However, our young children or children ——girls will observe this. They will see you ignore his wife punched and kicked, they will observe your selfish, so at school or in the street to see the same behavior behavior is not surprising. This requires that we must lead by example, to have empathy with people and pass to our children. We need to set an example to the children, tell them stronger than other people down, but to help others up. This is why we should take responsibility as a father.
We should take these practices to our children a solid foundation. But we should also understand that even if we did, even if we do as fathers and parents to the obligations, even if our government has fulfilled its duties, we will encounter in life are still many difficult challenges. We will still be struggling with the painful days, rain will still be hit.
Therefore, we concluded as a father should be the last experience, we can give children is the most precious gift is hope.
We hope not words of hope, not the kind of blind optimism, or is the problem faced by the willful neglect. I say hope is the kind of misery in the inner spirit ——Even if all the signs are not optimistic that this spirit we believe a better future waiting for us, as long as willing to work for the the struggle. As long as we have this conviction.
We try, we hope, we try to put our house in the most solid foundation to build on. When the wind blows, when the rain when the storm hit our house, we firmly believe that God will guide us, watching us, protect us, to lead his children through the darkest of the hurricane, to a bright bright future. This is Fathers Day today, this day I do pray for everyone, which I hold the future of the countrys hope.