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My tears would have been crawling down my cheeks if I was not in the office when I was watching this. It somehow reminded me of my dad when he was still working in KSA. He was not a soldier, but he was my hero. My dad worked there for more than two decades, I think. He only got back for good when I was 13 years old. Back then, I only see him during his annual weeks-long vacation here in our country. The feeling of seeing him at home was the same in the video. I felt excited, I felt happy, I felt surprised. I remember those feelings everytime I see him home. It’s a feeling that every child would never forget.

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