I always remember my father everytime I see a kid who goes to school with his father. Because my father always accompanied me to school every enrolment until I was in high school. And during my elementary he always surprised me, visiting me with pasalubong wearing his white long sleeves and brown slacks with his motorcycle. That's why my classmates and including my teachers thought we're rich. He just smiled whenever I tell him what my teachers and classmates thought of.