A young woman relates that when she was a little girl, her father, an artist would often be busy at his easel, mixing oils and painting on his big canvass while she sat nearby on the floor, working just as hard as he was with her own set of crayons and colouring tools.
Many a time, he would set his time brushes aside, reach down, and lift her onto his lap. Then he’d curl her little hand around one of his brushes, enfolding it with his own larger and stronger hand. And ever so gently, he would guide her hand and the brush, dipping it into the palette and mixing the burnt umbers and raw siennas, and then stroke the wet, shiny paint onto the canvass before them both.
The little girl had been watching in amazement as, together, they made something beautiful.
Little did this father know that he was giving his daughter skills that would bring great fulfillment to her life?
Today, Ioni Tada, the daughter a quadriplegic since a diving accident during her teen years is still painting, but this time with the paint brush in her mouth. Most of her earning is channeled into the organizations to help others. Her compassion, too, is a reflection of that shown by a loving, tender father.
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