Over the years, we have celebrated Father's Day in many different ways, but this year we decided to try something new — the Super Daddy Tug‑of‑War Challenge.
Once again, our dads showed up, not as busy professionals, but as the heroes their children look up to.
The morning began with the Dads' Catwalk Entrance. Fathers walked the red carpet by year group, each with its own theme. PreK dads came as “Cooking Dads” — aprons on, spatulas in hand. K1 dads showed up in basketball and football jerseys, ready to play.
K2 dads brought back retro Hong Kong style with vintage hats and floral shirts. K3 and P1UK dads rocked punk and metal looks, full of attitude. The children held their fathers’ hands tightly, seeing a side of Dad they don't always get to see. Together, they owned the red carpet.
After a warm‑up dance, we moved to the parent‑child games. For PreK and K1, the challenge was the Piggyback Relay. Dads carried their little ones and ran hard. The children wrapped their arms around their fathers’ necks, laughter flying in the wind. For a small child, a father's back is the safest, widest place in the world.
For K2, K3 and PIUK, we played the Watermelon Feeding Game. Children fed watermelon to their dads, who bent down low and guided each bite. It got messy, but the joy was as sweet as the fruit itself.
Then came the main event — the tug‑of‑war. Dads from each grade formed their own teams. At the whistle, they became true warriors. Feet planted, arms pulling, bodies leaning back. The red ribbon in the middle trembled with every tug.
On the sidelines, children screamed, “Go Daddy, go!” Their young voices became pure energy. The fathers gritted their teeth and held their ground, showing their kids what it means to persevere, to work as a team, and to fight with all you have.
When the applause faded, we knew that winning and losing no longer mattered. Every father who stepped onto that field was already a champion in his child's eyes.
What the children took home that day was more than just a memory of a competition. They saw their fathers walk the red carpet with confidence. They saw them kneel down to play. They saw them grit their teeth and never give up on the tug‑of‑war rope.
That is the strength of a father — not a perfect superhero, but someone who shows up even when it's hard. Someone who gets back up after falling, who keeps going when every muscle burns.
Thank you to every father who set aside work and came with all his heart. You planted seeds of courage in your children. Rain may come again, but you have already proven that love is the greatest superpower of all.
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