My dad is my superhero. He always chose what was right for me, even when it meant putting himself last. From the day I stepped into school as a small, curious student, to the day I stepped into a classroom as a teacher, he has been my silent guide, walking behind me with strength and faith.
As a middle-class father, life was never easy for him. Yet he never let my dreams feel the weight of his struggles. He worked day and night so my studies would never stop. While I focused on my books and lessons, he carried responsibilities, worries, and sacrifices without ever complaining. Many times, his love spoke not through words, but through the quiet choices he made for my future.

Today, when I stand before my students, I realize that every value I teach — patience, honesty, dedication — I learned first by watching him. Every achievement of mine carries his unseen efforts. I may have grown up, but even now, I feel his presence behind me, guiding me just like an angel.
A father is often the silent angel in every child’s life. He may never seek attention or applause, yet he becomes the strongest support system, standing quietly behind his children through every success and failure. He sacrifices his comfort so his children can live with confidence, gives up his dreams so theirs can grow, and carries his worries silently so their hearts remain light. His love is not always spoken aloud, but it is deeply felt in every step his child takes forward.
Today, as a teacher, I see many children and understand this truth more deeply — behind every confident child, there is a silent father standing strong. A father who may never be seen on stage, yet whose sacrifices build the foundation of every success. A father whose prayers are whispered, known only to God.
My dad is not just my superhero.
He is my silent angel, my strength, my inspiration,
and the reason I am who I am today.

• Ms Monica Majoy, English Teacher, Christ the King Public school