On the day of March 12 the Professors of the University of Science and Technology gathered together in the meeting room to discuss the newly updated syllabus and curriculum.
The meeting was long and tedious, but the professors powered through. But midst this Professor Stanward noticed the absent-mindness of Professor Watson.
Once the meeting warped up stanward caught Professor Watson alone and asked to speak privately with him, Watson agreed, though hesitantly.
"I see that you have something in your mind for a while now",this wasn't the first time Stanward had noticed Watson zoning off. "What is it? What have caught you all stupor nowadays?". Watson hesitated,"nothing" he said."come on Professor Watson I know something's up, otherwise you wouldn't be all dazed like this!", Watson sighed,"you could tell?"Stanward replied,"ofcourse I could tell,it would be dubious if i couldn't!".
"John",Stanward's first name "I am just worried, you know my oldest, she has just joined the college. She had taken a student loan to join the course and I am anxious that after she graduate she would have to work the first few years just to clear her debt, if only I had a bit of money to support her. I just feel like a failure of a father".
"Oh watson this is what you were worried about, i thought something serious had happened ". "This is serious!" watson replied."it is!" Stanward chuckled."do you know Watson, 15 years ago,my mentor and mother figure, Madam Pertunia, the then director of the orphanage called me to her office. She said that she was soon going to retire and the person she choosed to succeed her? ME! I was flabbergasted, me?ME? I was just some 20 year old, barely an adult and i am supposed to take care of other children?" Stanward chuckled.
"I voiced my concerns to the director and she told me something that I to this remembers Watson! As long as you make your child feel special and loved, as long as you are truly proud of them, you have succeed as a parent or guardian" Stanward remenenced,"8 years ago when the former director passed away and we all gathered for her funeral, all we remembered was how she made us feel special when others called us weird and peculiar, how she made us feel loved when others hated us, how she truly was proud of us when others were ashamed of us" Stanward continued," So Watson what I truly am trying to convey is that you don't have to gift your child the world, the moon or the stars, the most expensive clothes or the latest toys as long as you make your child feel special and loved, as long as you are truly proud of them, you would have given them what any parent would truly wish to give theirs 'space, love and acceptance' that is what that truly matters Watson and everything else? They just follows"
Hello everyone! This was something that was just boiling in my mind for a while now so decided to write it out and also if there is any grammar mistake please point it out.
This was inspired from the comic Superman Red and Blue No 5, Story: Generations
I am a huge fan of Superman and I wanted to try this out hope u all enjoyed this!
