My First Painting

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my first painting

When I was small I used to see my father paint on huge canvas papers. At the beginning, I couldn’t understand what he used to scribble on the white papers but gradually as I grew up, I started to learn that my father paints. Though he is not a professional artist but Daddy tells me that he paints because painting is his passion. At first, I didn’t like the colours but my intense bond with my Daddy made me love the colours, the white papers, the brushes, the pallet and other stuff.

Our store room was at a corner of the backyard.One day, I suddenly thought of going there to see my dad’s paintings. As soon as I entered the room I was dumbstruck to see all the arrangements. It was like a heaven around there. The paintings were all over the walls. Some were coloured in blue, some in black, somewhere multicoloured and much more. The pictures were so appealing and heart soothing that I felt like staying there for the whole day. I was looking for a white page when suddenly I got clashed with the colour bottles and the colours splashed over his drawings. I got so tensed that I started crying. Soon my father came into the room and he started to console me. He was not upset that I splashed colours on the canvases but was happy that I entered the room to see his work. That weekend he brought me a new set of colours, pallets, and brushes. He also told me that he would not mind if I didn’t like to paint.

I sat at one corner of the room and started to scribble on the sheet of paper. I sat for almost two hours but couldn’t do anything other than the haphazard lines that I drew. I messed up the paper and made it the untidiest one. I was upset that I couldn’t make something like my daddy. I went to Daddy and showed him my painting, though I knew that it was the worst painting but for my daddy, it was the best painting forever. He told me that he loved it so much and later he framed it and stuck it on one of the walls of his studio. I was overwhelmed with joy that my painting was stuck on the walls. That was the first day when I started my painting. Those lines were the best lines in my life because of Daddy who made it so special. His encouragement uplifted me and made me love this art form.

I am proud to have a Daddy like him, who supported me, encouraged my paintings and never forced me to follow his style of paintings. He always tells me that, just follow what your heart suggests you do. The more you will love to paint the fast you will get to know about your environment. Daddy tells me to paint my heart out. This will give me peace.His golden words touched my heart and now I paint anytime whenever I feel like.

 



My Father and His Endless Support and Love

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My Father Support

A father is a person who guides, loves and cares for his child in every step of life. For his children, he acts like a pillar of support and strength. Today, I will tell you all about my father and the way he extends his support and love in my life.

My father is the real hero of my life who always tells me to choose the right path. He always explains me about various situations and the consequences of my actions. He is an ideal person in my life and my best friend ever. Every time I face some difficulties, he helps me to find a solution.

My father wants me to be a good and successful person in my life by following ethics, humanity, and etiquette. He teaches me how to be healthy, fit, happy, and a peaceful person all through my life. Daddy is very helpful and compassionate towards the needy people in the society. He is very loving and a dutiful person towards our family and elders. He tells me inspiring stories to become successful and inspires me never to give up. When he is free at home he plays cricket and badminton with me and also helps me with my studies and homework. My father always takes care of my likes and dislikes. He also supports my mamma in the kitchen and can make delicious food. He teaches me to always love, care and respect others. He tells me about the importance of ethics and good habits in a person’s life. He shares his struggles and experiences of life with me. I am very much thankful to God to have been blessed with such a lovely father.

My father always teaches me to be patient and hardworking. He says that one should always keep faith in himself and not to be depressed and disheartened if ever failure comes. Whenever I am in a bad mood he always cheers me up and motivates me. He wants to see me as a good human being. He insists me to eat healthy foods such as all types of vegetables and fruits as these foods contain vitamins and minerals which are essential for our growth and development. He teaches and inspires me to learn new things. He is the most gracious person I have ever seen, my father teaches me to distinguish between the right and the wrong. He is like a true friend with whom I can discuss all my problems and my happiness without any hesitation.

Daddyis smart, intelligent, fun loving and brings smile to every body’s face around him. He says that our experiences help us to broaden our horizons and acquire knowledge and wisdom. My father says that the way to achieve success is to be disciplined and have confidence in one’s ownself. His guidance and support help me a lot in every walk of my life.I love Daddy so much for always being there for me.