第二篇 Because Love Is Beautiful
因为爱很美
Who Loves You the Best
佚名 / Anonymous
“Who loves you the best in the world？” I would hear my Dad say in a playful tone. “Mom does.” I would say jokingly knowing it was my Dad who did. That’s what I would hear my whole childhood day after day from the man who cared so much for me and showed love in so many other ways than the “typical” ways of other adults.
My Dad is a man who works hard， sometimes too hard. He’s always there for me when I need him. For example if I’m at a friend’s house on a Sunday(which is a day that he works on) I would call up his mobile phone and ask him if he could pick me up from a friend’s house. “Of course.” he would say.
The typical way of showing one’s love is expressing it by saying it， and by buying things for the person receiving the love. My dad’s different. In my earlier years I would wake my Dad up and say， “Dad， I’m hungry， could you make me something to eat？” “Sure， what a question.” he would say happily. “How about a piece of steak and some eggs？” would be his next line. “Well， I’m not sure about that Dad， it would be too much trouble.” I would say without listening to my tummy rumbling. “Don’t worry about it.” would be his reply. At night before going to sleep he would come into my room and say， “How about a cup of tea before you go to bed， hey Benjin the Engine？” I used to hate the way he would call me that instead of my real name Benjamin， but now thinking back he wasn’t just trying to make me irritated； he was just expressing his love the way he expresses it.
On Saturday or Sunday， my Dad’s only rest days， he would come up to me and say， “How about a game of cricket？” “Yes， Dad， that will be great.” I would reply happily. On the days that he was too tired to play he would say， “Yeah sure， I’ll play.” My Mom would come and call me to the side and explain that my Dad was just too tired to play， but he could not say no to me. He always had and has time for me.