My dear son, once I was a thai boy. I played on the beach, my parents were poor. We lived in a kleine huis, with twelve, allemaal familie.
I worked all my life, mij hele leven. First I sold souvenir on the beach, for tourist, and when I was five, I started boxing.
Ik leer Nederlands nu, so one day I hope we can talk to eachother. Jij bent vier jaren nou. You don’t know me, but you are my son. I have a photo of you, long time ago, you were baby.
I hope you are ok. Alles is goed, I hope one day you understand why I not around. I think of you every day.
You are the sunshine of my life.