Missed calls

It was around 2006 when I had recently started high school. I had classes from around 6:30 in the morning until mid-day but I always had difficulty waking up early in the morning. There were weeks in rows when I missed some morning classes. Due to this issue, my study was in danger. I was aware of the situation but could not help myself. My parents knew about this. My dad used to work and stay in Qatar throughout my school life so my mom had to mostly deal with me. She used to wake up early in the morning to wake me up which ashamed me a lot. It was my necessity to get up and go to school not hers and I was old enough to do so but she wakes up early just for me. Then something started to happen. Every morning around 6 am I started getting miscall in phone and the phone happen to be in my room so I had to get up and answer after several rings. Once I wake up and get out of my bed and answer the phone nobody answered from other side. I used to be irritated since it woke me up but nobody spoke on the other side. Since I had already woken up, it was easy for me to get ready and go to school. Gradually this became my routine. I tried to find the number and call back to see who was giving those phone calls but I could never trace it. After a month or so, I got used to wake up at 6 in the morning and go to school. Then those calls became irregular and slowly stopped but my morning problem had gone away. I used to think if I have any secret admirer who was giving me those phone calls but was too suspicious to be at the same time every morning. However, I used to go to school in time and never missed classes anymore. After 5 months, I received that morning call one more time and to my surprise somebody spoke. It was my dad from Qatar who was calling all those times so I could wake up for school. Also, my mom would not need to wake up early to wake me up. My dad was the last person in my mind to give those phone calls and it took me while to process that secret news. Qatar time was 3 hours behind so my dad had to call me at 3 AM Qatar time. Imagine the trouble my dad went through every morning to help with my morning laziness. My parents still laugh at me when they recall this incident.

Morale: Always love and respect your parents. They can do anything for your well-being.