by Tammy Lim

Created on: April 11, 2009   Last Updated: May 09, 2009

This article is written in loving memory of my father. I will never be able to thank him enough for all that he had done for me. He was a man of few words, one who was always working humbly in the background. He was an achiever and a gentle and doting father. He had done much for the next generation in his own quiet way. He had been a blessing to his family, friends and his students. He had been a very good father to me.

In my eyes, my father is the Professional Engineer, great driver, patient husband to my mum and a doting father who is dependable and also independent.

I have a good and responsible father who has been loving and protective of our family all my life. He has been faithful to my mother and he is indeed a good man who doesn't smoke nor drink nor gamble nor womanize. He is family oriented and spends most of his time with our family when he is not working. My father is an intelligent, capable, hardworking, strong, tough, brave, very patient and generous man who is very caring and loving to his friends, family and children.

My father was born on 9 Nov 33 in Singapore to a marine engineer father and a homemaker mother. He was the fifth of nine boys among a total of 14 children. As there were many children in the family, he did not have a bedroom of his own. He slept on a foldable cloth bed, either downstairs in the hall of along the corridor. With so many children, finances were obviously tight. Although he had only 10 cents as pocket money as a student, he was still able to save his little money just to buy a book or two to read. He would walk or cycle to school instead of taking a bus. He was undeterred and was able to study his way up to University by means of Government bursary. He graduated with a Bachelor of Civil Engineering by his own efforts. After his graduation, while he worked, he supported one of his younger brother's university education and also supported his father and family.

When he met my mum, then his girl friend, he was working in Malaysia. He would drive alone every fortnightly for about four to five hours from Malaysia to Singapore just to be with her for a day, then drive back for another four to five hours. When my parents got married, both stayed in Singapore. My father would drive my mother to and from work everyday. When my mother was pregnant, my father would ensured that she ate balanced meals and milk. He would even share the food with her to encourage her to eat well. When I

• 1
• 2
• 3
• 4
• 5
• 6
• Next Page >>