Mr. Adler

“It never occurred to me until writing this essay that “normal” father-daughter relationships do not develop over talking in a restaurant.”

And herein lies the value of Language Arts.

It makes me wonder- were others lucky enough to have a teacher challenge them with the hard questions?

What happened to you?

Where is important to you?

Why do you write?

I attended an all-girls boarding school, whereupon 70% of the faculty, including my Language Arts teacher and his wife, lived on campus.  

It was late, after dinner, when I witnessed him reading my very personal essay.  It was both terrifying and exhilarating to speak my truth.

My second chance lives with my future children,” I wrote “and their relationship with me and their father.  I can use the lessons that I have learned from my family situation as a guide to how I will choose to live mine.  For now, I will continue to meet my father on the corner of Shirley and Colley Ave. for some beef with broccoli and a two hour talk about how my life is going.”  

I was seventeen.  

And 21 years later, that’s exactly what I do. 

I use the lessons I learn, through writing, to choose how I live mine.  

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Karl Adler

Daddy

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Camille Vaughan

I feel the same, little girl.

You can touch him.

He’s real.

He’s not just the man of your dreams.

He’s your daddy.

And I chose him just for you.

He will show up.

He will know your favorite color.

He will teach you how to fish and how to garden and pass a ball.

He will tell you he loves you and even better,

He’ll show it.

He’s a good, hard-working man.

And he’s your daddy.