400 Word Essay On Love

Your father is like your true friend. You always receive so much love and affection from him. He looks after you and cares for you like no other. Your father will always be strict with you because he wants the best for you. It is because he loves you that he wants you to be a good person with all the good values and high morals. You share a very special bond with your father. Try to reciprocate the love he has for you. You can never repay a father for all that he does for you but you can definitely show your love and care for him.

You will find below a number of short paragraphs on the topic My Father of varying word lengths. We hope these “paragraphs on My Father” will help students in completing their school assignments. These will also help children to write and read out paragraphs in simple words and with small sentences. Students can select any My Father paragraph according to their particular requirement.

Short and Long Paragraphs on My Father

My Father Paragraph – 1 (100 Words)

  • My father is my role model. He is the person who I wish to become like.
  • My father has all the qualities that I find are the ideal qualities in a person.
  • He is honest, and he is also courageous to be that way. He always seeks the truth and abides by it. He will do all he can for this.
  • He is helpful to people who may need his help. But he is never proud of all his good qualities.
  • That is how I wish to be. And so I see him as my role model at all times.

 

My Father Paragraph – 2 (150 Words)

My father is like a friend to me. He loves me at all times. He teaches me all the values and morals I must live by. And he himself lives by all the values. He believes in practicing what he preaches. So I find my father very honest. And he never finds it difficult to be that way.

My father is kind and generous. If anyone approaches him with a genuine need he helps them to whatever extent he can. And he never grudges any help he offers. My father is time conscious and punctual. He is strict with me because he wants me to be disciplined. Being disciplined is tough, but I know it is for my good. And so I always try my best to follow what my father tells me to do. Whenever I am in a difficulty my father helps me out with love and affection.


 

My Father Paragraph – 3 (200 Words)

My father is my teacher and my friend. He teaches me to do many interesting things. He loves to make pottery and I enjoy learning to make pottery from him.

My father also enjoys gardening. I too find it very interesting to help him in the many little tasks so we can have a beautiful garden. He takes care of the garden with a great deal of attention. My father enjoys learning new things and always shares it with me. It is interesting to learn when my father teaches me. He teaches me with love and patience.

My father is kind and helpful. He is happy when he can help the poor to bring a smile on their faces. My father is hard working and a perfectionist. I always try to obey what he tells me to do. When he scolds me for the mistakes I do I know it is for my good, and I try to correct myself. I want to be like my father and be successful in achieving my goals. My father loves me. He encourages me to do my best. He wants me to develop good values and morals and be a good human being.

My Father Paragraph – 4 (250 Words)

My father is my role model and I try hard to be like him. My father is punctual. He does not like to be late for any appointment or for the completion of any task. He is strict with me because he wants me also to be on time and not to be late in completing my work. I too have learnt to be punctual, and I am appreciated for this by my teachers and my friends.

My father is particular about being neat and clean. He also does his work systematically and is fastidious. He keeps his books and papers in a neat and organized way. He insists I should keep my books and note books neat and tidy. He does not like me to dog ear the pages in a book. He also does not let me scribble in my text books. My books are therefore always like new.

My father is my best friend. He is a happy person and always tries to make those around him happy. I am happy when I am with him. He also has many friends because they like to enjoy his company. My father loves me. When I have any difficulty I turn to him and he is always willing to give me a helping hand. He always has a knack to solve my problems. I love my father and admire him for his many good qualities. I am grateful to my father and hope to make him proud of me.


 

My Father Paragraph – 5 (300 Words)

My father is hard working and disciplined. He is my teacher and guide. I look up to him for his advice and guidance. He teaches me with much love and patience. Even when I am slow to learn and understand he does not lose his temper. Instead, he teaches me patiently till I am able to understand.

My father is a loving and kind person. He is very soft-hearted. He is ready to help anyone who may stand in need of his help at any time, in whatever way he can, with no expectations.

My father is a nature lover. He loves to take us on picnics and trips to parks and forests and other scenic places. He is an artist and enjoys making paintings of natural scenery and landscapes when we go out on holidays. I too love to draw, and my father shares with me many interesting techniques of drawing and sketching.

Being conscious of environment issues and particular about not wasting natural resources, my father makes sure all of us at home are also aware of these issues. He believes in reducing, reusing and recycling the resources that we use in our everyday life. He comes up with many novel ways to practice this.

My father is disciplined and punctual. He is always on time for his work and is never late for an appointment. He expects me also to be that way. He is strict with me and wants me to be on time at school and punctual with my school work.

I learn a great deal from my father. I love him and am grateful to him for everything he does for me and all that he teaches me. But I know I can never repay him for all the love he has for me.

My Father Paragraph – 6 (350 Words)

My father is very special to me. He is the one person who loves me at all times. Even when he scolds me I know it is in my best interest that he does that. So I do not grudge his scolding. I always sincerely try to follow what my father tells me to do. When I obey my father I am happy and meet with a great deal of success.

I love my father and am very grateful to him for all that he does for me. When I fall sick it is my father who helps me get well. He takes care of me with so much love and affection, and so I get well soon.

I cannot repay all that my father does for me. But I can make my father happy by following what he tells me to do and becoming the person he wants me to become. This will mean so much to me.

My father wants me to develop good qualities and high morals. He is particular on my being honest. He always insists that I should be courteous and humble. My father says: “Pride goes before a fall.” And he cautions me against having pride.

Showing respect for elders is a quality my father says will always stand one in good stead. He tells me to respect my elders both at home and at school, and I always try to obey him. My teachers commend me for this, and I owe it all to my father.

My father is a cheerful and jovial person. He likes to make the people around him happy. So he has a number of good friends, and they all love and respect him. My father is a generous and kind person. He helps people in our neighbourhood. When anyone in our locality has a problem they seek his counsel.

My father also teaches the poor children in a slum nearby. The children love him and are delighted to be with him and learn from him. My father is my role model and I want to be like him.


 

My Father Paragraph – 7 (400 Words)

My father stands tall among men. He lives by great principles and I am proud of him. He is very honest and courageous. He will not grudge any trouble he may have to undergo to be on the side of truth.

My father is my ideal. He is a hard working person. He always completes his work on time. He believes that the busiest man has the greatest leisure. He proves it in his own life. Though he is a very busy person, he makes sure to take time out to take us on outings to interesting places. He loves to write, and he pens travelogues and poems. When we go on an excursion or a holiday he enjoys writing about the different places that we visit. His travel writing makes pleasurable reading.

My father also loves reading. He is a voracious reader, and has an enviable collection of books in his library. He is particular about keeping the books neat and tidy. His books look like new. He is strict with me and lets me read his books only if I can keep them neat and clean. My father is disciplined. He sticks to his schedule and is always punctual. He insists that I should be on time. He is very strict about this and so I try my best to be punctual.

My father is good natured and very friendly. He is peaceable. He does not like to quarrel with anyone. He not only likes to stay happy, he also makes people around him happy. He is helpful to anyone who may need his help. If he is unable to help, he is courteous to say so. He is always polite. He believes in the power of words, and makes sure his words do not hurt anyone.

My father likes to play different sports. He also encourages his friends to play any sport of their choice to stay fit and healthy. He wakes up early in the morning and does not stay up late at night. Early to bed and early to rise is a maxim he follows for good health. He uses the early morning hours to practice meditation and brisk exercise. My father wants me to be a good human being with high morals. I love my father. I want to make my father proud of me, and I am willing to work hard for this.

——– Written by N. KALYANI

LICENSE TO WED
by Donna Kelsey, Lake Nebagamon, Wisconsin

One summer day in 1957, we headed to the courthouse for a marriage license. My husband-to-be, Steve, asked the clerk for a fishing license. She advised him a fishing license cost $1.50 and a marriage license cost $2.50. With some thought and a smile, he chose the marriage license, and so our life together, later filled with two children, began. Whenever we had a disagreement, I would remind my husband that he could have saved money had he chosen a fishing license, and it would have expired in a year. The extra dollar cost him 53 years of wedded bliss.

MIRROR IMAGE
by Elana Pate, Palm Bay, Florida

In mythology, humans had four arms, four legs, and two faces. Fearing them, Zeus split them into two, forcing an eternal search for their other half. Zeus failed. When my (now) husband arrived at my house for our first date, I opened the door to my other half, dressed exactly like me, head to toe: aviator Ray-Bans, Levis, Timberland boots, the same yellow ski jacket. After our amazed laughter, he said, “One of us has to change.” I changed my clothes but not my mind. I knew we’d be together forever.

MY SHINING LIGHT
by Deborah Kahn Schreck, Sayville, New York

I volunteered at Ground Zero after hometown firefighters responded but never returned. Lt. Timothy Higgins was one of them. I felt Timmy’s presence during dark moments, guiding me along every path. Working in sight of the burning piles, I met a fire marshal named Steve. I told him I was from Freeport. Steve said he’d been a firefighter with a guy from Freeport. I asked, “Who?” He replied, “Tim Higgins.” I followed this path and married Steve in 2005. I think of Tim every day. He must have been a shining light. Certainly, he was my beacon.

DESTINY AT THE DENTIST
by Kathleen Curran, Canyon Country, California

Having just cemented a new bridge, my dental-assistant mother said to her patient, “Your girlfriend’s going to love your new teeth.” He replied, “I’m between girlfriends right now.” She said, “Don’t go anywhere. I have two daughters, Kathy and Vicky. Let me get their pictures from my wallet.” Dan was still reclined in the dental chair with his bib on and wasn’t going anywhere. Rushing back, she showed him her daughters’ photos, saying, “Here is our phone number. Give Kathy a call—she’s the older one.” He called, and we’ve been happily married for 39 years. Thanks, Mom!

A MUTUAL CALLING
by Lauren Belski, New York, New York

Brian and I have been married three years, but we’ve been together ten. We met as AmeriCorps volunteers on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation in Porcupine, South Dakota—a tucked-away place with a scattered population of 1,000. He taught computers and played guitar. I taught English and wrote poetry. In the volunteer house, we courted each other by making a phone out of tin cans and a string. I still remember his voice in my ear. Automatic goose bumps. A year later, our mothers discovered we were born in the same hospital in New Jersey, 1,600 miles away.

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A BEAUTIFUL ROMANCE
by Carmen Marden, Campbell, New York

He left a single red rose on my windshield. He wasn’t allowed to send me flowers at work, since my husband had died only six months before. When the time was right, he sent me flowers on my birthday, Valentine’s Day, and eventually every anniversary. The guys at work told him he made them look bad. They were joking, but he wasn’t. He kept sending me flowers. He made me breakfast in bed. But most importantly, he invited my daughter and her three children to move in with us after she split from her then-husband. What’s more romantic than that?

LOVE BOAT REUNION
by Rick Bennette, Tequesta, Florida

The moment I met Denise aboard the Love Boat, I knew she was someone special. She became my first love, but we lived 90 miles apart. After the cruise, we maintained our love affair through handwritten letters. Eventually, geography took its toll. We went on to separate lives, yet I thought about her quite often. Thirty years later, we reunited in Grand Central Station. I hired a violinist to play our love song as we held each other for the first time in three decades. After wishing to be with her all those years apart, we finally married.

HE FOUND ME
by Sandra Dopierala, San Marcos, California

I was thinking I’d be alone forever after a terrible time in my life, when there he was. While I sat soaking in the fresh air after a two-week bout of bronchitis, he stood watching the waves roll in. He asked if he could sit next to me. “Sure, why not?” I said. We people-watched and talked about which dog breed was our favorite. We watched the sunset together.  I didn’t know it then, but I’d found my husband—or rather, he had found me. We now return to that spot every year on our anniversary.

THE BEST BAD HAIR DAY
by Saveeta De Alwis, Colombo, Sri Lanka

The air smelled strongly of salt. My boyfriend had asked me to meet him at the beach. I love the beach, but today the sea breeze really wasn’t helping my hair. I grumbled as I made my way to the shore. I saw the light of candles in the distance, but couldn’t make them out, as I’d forgotten my glasses. Why couldn’t he have picked another place for dinner? I walked up to him and was about to open my mouth to complain, when he suddenly got down on his knee and said, “Will you marry me?”

CALL OF DESTINY
by Louis Corio, Mount Airy, Maryland

For most couples, it’s love at first sight. For me and my wife, it was love at first sound. She called my apartment in a huff at 1:00 a.m., looking to tell off my roommate, whom she had just started dating. My roommate wasn’t home, and I happened to be standing by the phone, so she vented to me, the faceless stranger. We ended up talking for two hours, learning a lot about each other, and falling in love. Twenty-seven wonderful years later, her voice is still music to my ears!

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THAT DAY
by Krista Swan, Columbus, Ohio

Our romance began with sparks. But over the years, our passion shape-shifted into smoldering resentment, periodically erupting into fiery altercations. Our two sons were in middle school when I moved us away from the inferno. We settled in my old hometown. My husband wrote me a letter filled with animosity for leaving. Then one day, everything changed. My husband called. “I realize now that nothing in life is more important than family, and I will do everything I can to keep ours together,” he said. “Please come home.” So we did. That day was September 11, 2001.

TO TONIGHT
by Kathy Cornell, Haddam, Connecticut

Sometimes I tend to think about what I don’t have: a house on the ocean, a big career I could use to impress people at my high school reunion. Then I hear his car in the driveway. I think we’ll grill tonight. Later we’ll watch some reruns of sitcoms from a long time ago that remind me of when we were young. He’ll doze off, and it’ll be time for the day to end. We’ll say good night to the cats. We’re all still here, a miracle. When I’m very old, I will wish for a day like this.

KABOOM!
by Greg Hajduk, Valparaiso, Indiana

November 26, 1975. I was at a party with friends playing ping-pong. I was 15; she was 16. Her name was Joanne. I ripped a portion from a paper bag and wrote, “Can I kiss you?” She nodded yes. We left the party and went to our hangout spot. It was 6:30 p.m. and already dark, with huge snowflakes falling. I kissed her for the first time and saw fireworks. We married August 4, 1979, and this November 26 will be the 39-year anniversary of that first kiss. I still see fireworks!

WAKE-UP CALL
by Pat Ferry, Mesa, Arizona

I was flying with C-130 cargo planes for several months, moving cargo all over the world.  I would be gone for two to three weeks, home one day, then gone again for several weeks. Upon returning home late one night, I knocked on our front door. “Who is it?” My wife called out. “Pat,” I answered. “Pat who?” she snarled. I got her point and applied for a desk job the next day.

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