"How I Feel About My parents" (1972)
...an essay by my father
Every Sunday, my father spends time with me, helping me with my homework. And whenever he has free time he likes to spend time pruning the garden. I love this man, my father, but there's just one problem. It's that he's an alcoholic and he comes home late most nights.
I'm always waiting, hoping that my father will come home soon. Because dad comes home late, mom doesn't get to sleep much, and she's always muttering under her breath as she works around the house.
I pray that my father comes home sooner.
My allowance is £45 a month. I don't spend much so I always have some left over.