BUT A POOR REFLECTION: Personal note for Father's Day

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Personal note for Father's Day

This is what my daughter Pascalle (10) typed on a laptop computer that I left on my bed during a short bathroom break:

Daddy
I love jou zo mats.
Pascalle
Hey pap
Slaap lekker.
pascalle

I guess I don't have to translate the 'English' words from the first four lines, but for those of you who can't read Dutch - the fifth line says: 'Sleep well'.
Don't worry, we also talk face to face with each other! But this is a girl who knows that her father is passionate about reading and writing and who just wanted to leave a kind surprise message on his computer screen before going to sleep. Isn't that sweet?

Guess what I did...
I saved Pascalle's words to my internal heart drive.

3 comments:

Paul said...: And this is the translation of a Dutch poem that I just wrote for Pascalle's little poetry book:

All things God created
No single thing the same
A million colorful flowers
Still every one unique

So many beautiful people
But no one just like you
Pascalle, my dearest daughter
Joy of your father’s heart; 6/18/2007 3:55 pm
Art said...: That's so sweet. Hope you had a great Father's Day!; 6/18/2007 7:14 pm
Anonymous said...: This is a really sweet post, Paul. I know Pascalle's the joy of your heart.

Your poem is very touching, too. I've said it before: if you ever decide to publish a book of your poetry, I will buy the first copy!; 6/18/2007 8:54 pm

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