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My mom does not have a favourite daughter. At the same time she does not have a favourite son. Isn't that strange? :D
My dad is just the opposite. He likes the second child very much - or rather is very fond of her. She is Phoebe by name.
So whenever Phoebe returns from travel you notice this dude, my dad, spring to his feet to welcome her. One of such extraordinary 'welcome home' ceremonies usually comes with a great shout of enthusiasm. I have never seen this mood used on any other of his children.
Example:
Phoebe comes home. Dad suddenly hears her voice in his sleep. The voice rings in his head. He awakes from a deep sleep and hurls himself into the air.
He gallops outside to meet her (and of course covering 20 meters in just three steps). His eyes bulge with joy, and his mouth opens wide.
Phoebe notices him both shy and embarrassed.
'Chamachama!' he says. This is the special name he has for her.
At other times he could decided to give her half the portion of his meal.
We are not bothered about it. We know our dad is not a partial man. He is very fond of Phoebe. It is natural. (Even Christ was very fond of one of His disciples: the disciple whom JESUS loved, either John or Peter - that does not show He was partial)
As for me, I don't bother.
All I care for is my keyboard. I lock myself inside the room and play the key of A, or at least start an explosion and set all running:D
It doesn't work in all homes. Children see it as being hated. It is better when parents try as much as Possible to conceal that extreme level of fondness towards a particular son or daughter. I know it could not always be easy - and it is something natural. But we better pretend here and treat them alike. I have seen such misunderstanding tear homes apart: dad's pet or mom's pet.
Children quarrel amongst themselves - egoism, malice, competition, rivalry etc.
At other times parents quarrel: each wants his/her own 'dear one' to be treated specially.
Now the home is divided: dad and his beloved daughter, and mom and her beloved son - (rat race and nonsense).
I know some are deliberately partial. This is cruel.
My dad is just the opposite. He likes the second child very much - or rather is very fond of her. She is Phoebe by name.
So whenever Phoebe returns from travel you notice this dude, my dad, spring to his feet to welcome her. One of such extraordinary 'welcome home' ceremonies usually comes with a great shout of enthusiasm. I have never seen this mood used on any other of his children.
Example:
Phoebe comes home. Dad suddenly hears her voice in his sleep. The voice rings in his head. He awakes from a deep sleep and hurls himself into the air.
He gallops outside to meet her (and of course covering 20 meters in just three steps). His eyes bulge with joy, and his mouth opens wide.
Phoebe notices him both shy and embarrassed.
'Chamachama!' he says. This is the special name he has for her.
At other times he could decided to give her half the portion of his meal.
We are not bothered about it. We know our dad is not a partial man. He is very fond of Phoebe. It is natural. (Even Christ was very fond of one of His disciples: the disciple whom JESUS loved, either John or Peter - that does not show He was partial)
As for me, I don't bother.
All I care for is my keyboard. I lock myself inside the room and play the key of A, or at least start an explosion and set all running:DIt doesn't work in all homes. Children see it as being hated. It is better when parents try as much as Possible to conceal that extreme level of fondness towards a particular son or daughter. I know it could not always be easy - and it is something natural. But we better pretend here and treat them alike. I have seen such misunderstanding tear homes apart: dad's pet or mom's pet.
Children quarrel amongst themselves - egoism, malice, competition, rivalry etc.
At other times parents quarrel: each wants his/her own 'dear one' to be treated specially.
Now the home is divided: dad and his beloved daughter, and mom and her beloved son - (rat race and nonsense).
I know some are deliberately partial. This is cruel.