Essays

My father had gone to collect some money from one ofhis clients last Monday. He had to bring home a large Sum of money so he set out of the house much in time. He told us that he would be back home by six in theevening.

We all set about our work during the day. We finishedour home work and my mother finished all the cookingand cleaning.

As the evening progressed we started waiting for ourfather to come back home. Soon the clock struck eight and daddy still wasn't back from work.

All of us began to worry especially since we knew that he was to collect money and knowing the people on the streets, we began to imagine the worst possible'things.

We decided to act by the time it was eight thirty. Werang up the house of the man who my daddy had to collect money from. The person confirmed that myfather had taken the money and left for home about four hours back. We froze.

None of us knew what to think any more. He shouldhave was back within half an hour of living that man’s, house but this was well past three hours.

We were about to inform the police when the doorbellrang. It was Daddy. Our father was standing at the doorstep looking exhausted. He entered, we gave hima chair to sit down and then he told us that his car brokedown and he had to spend all this time in getting itrepaired.

We thanked God but we all remained angry with daddyfor not ringing us up and telling us that he would reachhome late.