I FORGIVE MY DAD
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I FORGIVE MY DAD As a kid, I grew up to know my dad as a businessman; a popular one at that. In terms of fame, he was famous in his business and well known with the name of his company - BOLUS. However, there's something that seemed very strange with the way he trained us. He was a diehard fan of education and wouldn't want any of his children to venture into any business without education. Countless times has he wasted mum's kerosene, ice water and he likes when we choose to help her hawk since other children were doing that to help their parents too. BOLUS will never tolerate any of his child hawking; what happened to your notes and textbooks, have you read for the whole term???? Times without number have I received lashes of his canes because I was playing ball when I haven't read for the entire term at the beginning of the term. I had to drop the idea of selling stocks and doing shoe making as a side hustle. In short, I had to drop my zeal for soccer because my d