Reflection to the Movie Father of the Bride
Brief Reflection to the Movie Father of the Bride
After watching the movie I remember a story my mother told me. On her wedding day, which was more than 20 years ago, after she and dad had exchanged their wedding rings, her father and eldest brother cried quietly for a long time. What’s more, she added, on that day, my father exclaimed to her several times like that, “What a terrible feeling it will be if we have a daughter and she goona marry to a guy someday?” Then one year later, I was born, a girl.
Recalling the past 20 years, I think my father did spare no efforts for me to live as the happiest girl in the world, but he doesn’t like George in the movie. He, like many other Asian fathers, expressed little, and it seems like he grudged every warm word to me. Thousands of times I could feel that he love me so much, however, he kept love in his heart, deeply. Because of cultural difference, in many Asian countries, fathers are not good at expressing their feelings and love. But all over the world, one thing is the same, which is fathers are like young boys who have a perpetual crush on us, their daughters. People always say that when girls decide to get married, their fathers must be the boys who first feel brokenhearted. I do understand that, because since we were born, fathers are the big boys who share all of our feelings with us at the first time. So we can imagine that one day, when we tell them we fell in love with a boy and want to marry him, it’s no difference to tell them that the perfect creatures they brought into the world is now going to start a family of her own.
Admittedly, it takes time for them to accept the facts that we are not the little girls who like sitting beside them with lovely braids, big nearsighted glasses and teddy bear. But I believe that every father will finally respect their girls’ decision and give them the best wishes.
After watching the movie I remember a story my mother told me. On her wedding day, which was more than 20 years ago, after she and dad had exchanged their wedding rings, her father and eldest brother cried quietly for a long time. What’s more, she added, on that day, my father exclaimed to her several times like that, “What a terrible feeling it will be if we have a daughter and she goona marry to a guy someday?” Then one year later, I was born, a girl.
Recalling the past 20 years, I think my father did spare no efforts for me to live as the happiest girl in the world, but he doesn’t like George in the movie. He, like many other Asian fathers, expressed little, and it seems like he grudged every warm word to me. Thousands of times I could feel that he love me so much, however, he kept love in his heart, deeply. Because of cultural difference, in many Asian countries, fathers are not good at expressing their feelings and love. But all over the world, one thing is the same, which is fathers are like young boys who have a perpetual crush on us, their daughters. People always say that when girls decide to get married, their fathers must be the boys who first feel brokenhearted. I do understand that, because since we were born, fathers are the big boys who share all of our feelings with us at the first time. So we can imagine that one day, when we tell them we fell in love with a boy and want to marry him, it’s no difference to tell them that the perfect creatures they brought into the world is now going to start a family of her own.
Admittedly, it takes time for them to accept the facts that we are not the little girls who like sitting beside them with lovely braids, big nearsighted glasses and teddy bear. But I believe that every father will finally respect their girls’ decision and give them the best wishes.