I just want to tell my father's story about how great of a father he was to me ,my father was a hard working man he love all his children,my father gave me the love i needed growing up from a child to the woman i am today ,i will never forget the time when i wanted to do the things my brother's were doing,but my father kept me in the house all i had to do is clean the house was the dishes which i hated to do .all i want to do was play football with my brothers so one day my father left home and i ran out side to play ball my brother to me you are going to get in trouble if dad caught you here is said so ,we just played ball ,time had passed by and then my brothers stop playing ball ,i said to them why yall not playing anymore ,they never said anything so i said i'm going back to the house before pops get home,after i turned around my dad was standing there in front of me saying ,did you finish cleaning all i could do was stand there.my father walked toward me and said so you think you are a boy now girls don't play football so i went home with my father,my father didn't say a word by the time we got home all the dishes were back in the sink.i had to re wash everything all over now i love to clean house and everything now thanks to my father i am a strong black woman who cooks and clean house Thanks Daddy.