My Daughter Taught Me Novels & Stories

Dad asked. " Viraj shut up!! " Mom said and smiled too. " No!! You have always glared at me whenever I brought up this topic. But, now that my daughter has started to cook so well, I can't stop myself from saying it. In normal families mom teaches their daughters, here my daughter will teach her mother. " Dad said placing his arm around me. " Very funny!! " Mom said rolling her eyes. " Priya mom taught them to me, everyone likes these laddoos there, so I requested her to teach me and she did. " I told them.

So, Teach me has finally been completed! First of all, big thanks to everyone who has read my book, who supported me, who voted and commented despite my grammar mistakes. English is not my first language and I'm still learning so feel free to contact me for anything. Major thanks to my daddy, who is not longer with me, daddy I love you, I miss you and I hope you are somewhere looking after me and my daughter. I LOVE YOU TO EVENSTAR AND BACK DAD!

I left there unnoticed and went to the porch to celebrate my successful mission. "This is only the beginning" ___________Alex___________ I was doing the laundry when my dad came in "I heard that Mr Justice hired a tutor to teach you, is that true?" "Yes dad. Since we came here, this family has been really nice to us" "Yes they have except Ms Madison" "Come on dad, Ms Madison is not that bad once you get to know her" "If she is not bad as you said, how come she gave you a slap for refusing to cook for her"

I nod, and he seems relieved. “Then come back home, son.” I know these words have no affection. My father never told me that he loved me or hugged me, but as a kid, I really liked it when he praised me and said I did a good job. That would be enough to make me smile. Not anymore. My daughter’s love taught me many things, but most of all, to love myself — for her, for the people I care about, and for the future I want to see.

"Tell us, how have you been?" Heaven's eyes lit up with enthusiasm as she launched into an animated tale. "Guess what, Daddy? I have a new tutor now, and she's really nice! Her name is Miss Emily, and she helps me with my reading and math. We even played a game with colorful blocks today, and I won!" Selena and I listened attentively, delighting in our daughter's excitement. It warmed our hearts to see her enthusiasm for learning and the joy she found in new experiences.

Before I look at my daughter, she was already next to me, so I pulled her chair over. “Good morning, baby.” “Wow! The food isn’t burnt anymore. Did you cook it, Papa?” “Yes!” I answered proudly. “I cooked all of these.” I said proudly again as I put breakfast on her plate. “Papa, do you want me to teach you how to cook pancakes? Mommy taught me how to cook perfect pancakes.” “Okay. Tell me when you’re available to teach me.” “Hmm... later, Papa? Let’s have pancakes for our dinner.”

“Who taught you all of this?” “My dad made my mom teach me. Your father would give the information to my dad. But after I lost my mom, Aunt Lia taught me every other thing about you. I even know when you first killed a person.” she told me and I froze. “How could they?” I was pained to hear that part of her training. They could have taught her anything but that one. “It’s nothing, at least I know I’m in safe hands and you’ll wipe off anyone who dares to mess me with me.” She was so casual about it and it hurt me cause who knows how she felt back then taking those classes?

She could protect herself. She added, "They're too passive. I don't like it." I was rather shocked. I had only learned this lesson after stumbling through life for over 20 years. Yet my daughter had learned this at five years old. Looking at her round and rosy cheeks, I felt a surge of pride. Leaning down, I kissed her forehead. "Alright." I then put the fairy tale storybook down and picked up a book that taught children valuable lessons. I started reading to her earnestly.

he said to me, and I nodded. “She's turning into a great human being, and that's what matters,” I added. “All thanks to you, darling. I love the fact that Annie looks up to you so much and looks to you as her inspiration,” he said to me, and I smiled. “Thanks, but I'd say we both have a part in this,” I told him. "Me? I don't think so. What would I have interesting to teach our daughter?” He shrugged. “Oh, yes, you do, and I can see it,” I told him with a giggle.

she said softly, “I used to be afraid you would grow up too fast. You always wanted to protect everyone, even when you yourself were hurt.” I looked down, remembering all the journeys that had brought me to this point—betrayal, war, loss, love rediscovered. “Maybe because I learned from you,” I replied. “You were always strong in front of everyone.” She smiled softly. “And now I’m learning from my daughter, how to be gentler.” We both laughed softly, holding each other's hands. Amidst the aroma of herbal tea and the gentle breeze blowing from the north, the world felt perfect.