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My Father |
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Four years old: |
My daddy can do anything |
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Five years old: |
My daddy knows a whole lot. |
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Six years old: |
My dad is smarter than your dad. |
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Ten years old: |
In the golden days, when my dad grew up, things were sure different. |
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Twelve years old: |
Oh, well, naturally, Dad doesn't know anything about that. He is too old to remember his childhood. |
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Fourteen years old: |
Don't pay any attention to my dad. He is so old-fashioned. |
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Twenty-One years old: |
Him? He's hopelessly out of date. |
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Twenty-Five years old: |
Dad knows about it, but then he should because he has been around so long. |
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Thirty years old: |
Maybe we should ask Dad what he thinks. After all, he's had a lot of experience. |
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Thirty-Five years old: |
I'm not doing a single thing until I talk to Dad. |
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Forty years old: |
I wonder how Dad would have handled it. He was so wise. |
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Fifty years old: |
I'd give anything if Dad were here now so I could talk this over with him. Too bad I didn't appreciate how smart he was. I could have learned a lot from him. |
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