I surrender! I surrender! You can't throw a cursor without hitting a story about Valentine's Day so I'll share one of my own.
I was in third grade and madly in love with a sixth grader. But he didn't know it. I was also a Brownie (young Girl Scout). Somewhere around Valentine's Day our Brownie troop had a party and we were loaded up with cards and candy and I had the brilliant idea of showing my love to this blonde, curly-headed boy (MLB) by sharing some of my candy with him. So, after the party, which was held after school, I snuck to his locker and placed a cupcake liner with conversation hearts on the top shelf. I thought I was so cool!
The next morning I stood in the doorway of my third grade classroom and watched -- in horror -- as he pulled his hat from the top shelf of his locker dumping my gift all over the floor. I was crushed!
A few years later brother #3 brought some friends home from school and I found myself face-to-face with my elementary school crush. (MLB became a frequent visitor to our home and he is still good friends with brother #2 and #3.) It wasn't until I was about 15 (he was 18), still crushing, that I told him about that Valentine's Day and what I did. He didn't even remember it!
We never did hook up -- he dated the same girl all through high school then married her -- but I still have that third-grade crush. :-)
I was in third grade and madly in love with a sixth grader. But he didn't know it. I was also a Brownie (young Girl Scout). Somewhere around Valentine's Day our Brownie troop had a party and we were loaded up with cards and candy and I had the brilliant idea of showing my love to this blonde, curly-headed boy (MLB) by sharing some of my candy with him. So, after the party, which was held after school, I snuck to his locker and placed a cupcake liner with conversation hearts on the top shelf. I thought I was so cool!
The next morning I stood in the doorway of my third grade classroom and watched -- in horror -- as he pulled his hat from the top shelf of his locker dumping my gift all over the floor. I was crushed!
A few years later brother #3 brought some friends home from school and I found myself face-to-face with my elementary school crush. (MLB became a frequent visitor to our home and he is still good friends with brother #2 and #3.) It wasn't until I was about 15 (he was 18), still crushing, that I told him about that Valentine's Day and what I did. He didn't even remember it!
We never did hook up -- he dated the same girl all through high school then married her -- but I still have that third-grade crush. :-)
2 comments:
Ah...those sweet elementary crushes! Mine was a boy with the most incredible eyelashes I've ever seen, which is saying quite a lot since my kids had pretty terrific sets themselves.
Sorry you felt the need to give in to the V-Day pressure with your first love story; but glad you decided to share!
I remember those crushes... the ones that caused tremendous amounts of tears and then smacking them silly the next day for lookin at you cross eyed. Never could figure out why boys didn't dig me... besides the fact that I was a good foot taller then them until things evened out in 10th grade.. can you say freakishly tall? Hehe. Sweet post, sometimes the imagination is better then reality.. ask his wife, I'm sure she'll tell you.
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