"Love" in the First Grade?

That reminds me, there was a girl on my block when I was growing up named Amy who used to chase me around and try to kiss me. I remember locking myself in the garage trying to get away from her.

In second and third grade, I remember being infatuated with a girl called Lisa, but Lisa wouldn’t pay me the time of day. For some reason (and perhaps I was just way ahead of my years), I decided that giving her a sack of cash during choir practice might change her mind. I literally fished through my piggy bank for all the Susie B and Eisenhower dollars and Kennedy half-dollars I could find (I think it was about $7 worth) and gave most of them to her as a “gift.” I really don’t recall my reasoning or where I got the idea from. Blame it on the TV.

Anyhow, she accepted it. I soon discovered the concept of “bribery,” as one of my classmates, sussing that something was off about this exchange, wanted to tell my teacher. So I had to give him a half dollar, too. And then I discovered the concept of “blackmail,” as another classmate, opportunist that he was, threatened to tell the teacher unless I gave him a half dollar, too.

Anyhow, by the next day, Lisa’s parents had told her to return the gift, the teacher had found out about the whole incident, and the bribe and blackmail money had gotten returned to me, as well.

I still scratch my head about that one, wondering what in the hell possessed me to think that was a good idea.

I was desperately in love with Katie W. in kindergarten and fantasized about saving her from a burning building. (I vividly remember the mental images.) The next year I grew up quite a bit - my feelings for Rachael R. weren’t just because she was pretty. She was smart, too. Always asking for extra credit work and whatnot.

As it turns out, Katie is now working in a local Wal-Mart and Rachael turned out fairly cute. Once told me she had a crush on me in first grade, which I thought was absolutely hilarious.

I has a crush on a girl in the 1st or 2nd grade. For me it was love at first sight. I’m in 11th grade and I’m still in love with her. The school I was in went from kindergarten through 2nd grade. Then we went to another school that had 3rd through 5th grade. Halfway through 3rd grade I moved to different school. I went there through 5th grade and never found anybody I like. In 6th Grade I seen her again, my love had gotten even stronger than the first time I met her. Through middle school I love I couldn’t get over her no matter how many girls I seen. We went to the same high school too, in tell this year. I’m now in 11th grade and in a different school, in a different state and no matter how many girls I see I can’t get over her.

Nancy St----. Early elementary school. Loved her so much I x-ed her out of the class picture because my dad teased me about having a crush on her.

Also, Valerie in fourth grade. This was about the same time as the Monkee’s hit titled Valerie.

2nd grade for me.

It’s funny, at school we sat across the table from each other. After we professed our love for one another she started playing footsie with me under the table. I remember thinking to myself: “WTF is this girl doing?” :dubious:

And hey, who hasn’t wrote one of these in their life? Here

documentary evidence - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oavg_YqE7w8&feature=player_detailpage#t=37s

When I was in second grade there was a recess game a group of girls played where if they caught you they got to kiss you. I was always too fast except for one girl named Tori that I always seemed to literally fall for. We held hands on the walk to the buses in the evening too. We drifted apart by third grade but I felt I loved her at the time. I wonder if any of those early loves ever smile at the memories. I recall clacking teeth with my first real date when we kissed at the movies we were both so eager. I remember them all fondly.

I never had any serious crushes until middle school, but I never remember thinking either girls or boys were icky or gross. I turned out to be gay and had a few crushes on boys in middle school, but even then I wasn’t thinking “ew girls are just so gross!”

I didn’t have any crushes until adolescence. But my very first admirer from kindergarten, the red-haired, freckle-faced kid, is still my best male friend. We’ve been friends for sixty years.

We went different ways after high school but I’d drop in to visit him and his wife when I’d visit home. Over the years we grew apart but after his divorce, about twenty years ago, he called me one day. (Raise eyebrows here. I did.) And he asked me if I remembered my first kiss.

Sure I did, “Greg behind the church after choir practice.”

“No, it wasn’t. You forgot. Richard and Paul held you down and I kissed you.”

We were still allowed to play boys chase girls/girls chase boys in those backwards times.

I said, “Sheesh. No wonder I put it out of my mind. Sounds like sexual assault.”

Then it all came back. He always had hay fever and I could still see that dripping green mucus coming toward my face. Ack.

But I must have been somewhat flattered by the attention because we became very good friend, but no more of that kissing stuff. When he fell out of a tree and broke both of his arms and had them splinted so he couldn’t feed himself I sat next to him at lunch and fed him. After school I’d give him a mile and a half ride home on the handlebars of my bicycle, his mother reminded me.

And his farm became my second home with all it’s kitties and puppies, peacocks and horse, playing in the hay mow, tree house and down by the river in the mud.

Since that twenty yers ago we’ve again become very close. Until he retired he farmed his five farms and drove long haul truck. Wherever he was he’d give me a call about once a week and say, “Guess where I am” and give me a hint. After I’d guessed he’d describe the area in detail to me. I loved those phone calls. It was nearly as good as traveling.

We have lunch together about once a month and my husband is always invited along. Husband has known him about fifty years. Usually he doesn’t go along. He says, “If I come we end up talking man talk and then you don’t get to have your talks about old times.”

Sometimes we both go down to visit his mom who is now dying of cancer at age 93. Two years ago she built her last treehouse with her great-grandchildren. He says many years of chemo has finally started to get her down but as recently as last year she was still riding her four-wheeler down at the river and planting a garden.

We plan what may be our last visit to her this coming week when we go down to decorate the graves at home.

I tease him that I know he still loves me. He’s still a handsome man. The freckles and snotty nose are gone and he’s got no vices and a sturdy bank account. If anything ever happened to my husband of all these years I doubt very much I’d ever marry again. But I’ll bet I’d get a proposal!

my daughter is in Preschool and has a new “boyfriend” every week. She gets love notes and presents from boys at school. It bothers me, and I talk to her about appropriate and inappropriate touching and attention. She even had one little boy touch her crotch over her clothes, at which time she promptly told on him. I was upset, but nothing else happened and she did the right thing. But the boys definitely don’t have problems with flirting with girls at her school :rolleyes:

My son has had a crush on the same little girl for almost a year now. He blushes when I ask him about her. It’s cute, but again I have to explain the proper way to express affection, even to a 5 year old. He had a raging crush on his preschool teacher since he was 3 until we had to switch schools a year ago. He still talks about Miss Tasha

My daughter got vending machine money from a boy at preschool, because she said he thought she was cute and wanted to give it to her. I made her give that back, too.

If ya’ don’t mind my asking, how old were you before you felt brave enough to actually show that affection towards another boy/man? (Or whatever the case may be.)

I had two boyfriends, complete with kissing and cuddling (this was the early 90s, before they expelled children for touching one another at school) and a large group of male friends before 2nd grade. I was a ‘tomboy’, I liked the way boys played better, and they thought I was the greatest too. However around 2nd and 3rd grade, all boys seemed to decide that girls were inferior, gross, annoying, etc. So I wrote them off as assholes.

I wasn’t interested in dating as a teen for some reason, I had my first boyfriend at 19 when I was living on my own, and I’ve been in two serious relationships in my 20s. I’ve never had success at having close straight male friends since (except SOs of my female friends).

Diana. She lived on the opposite corner of my block. We were absolutely inseparable until the day her dad got a job somewhere else and they moved. I was just out of kindergarten, so age 5? 6? Thereabouts.

I sometimes think about her and wonder what her life has been like.

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Gary was my first crush from about 1st grade until 5th. He lived right next to me and we played basketball every night. I thought he was the coolest guy ever. His little sister, Diana, would come over and I’d ask her if she thought he liked me, even though neither of us really knew what I was asking.

Gary and Diana moved away in 5th grade. Turned out their dad was a raging alcoholic who liked to beat their mom. One day she he beat her so badly she packed up the car, loaded the kids up and took off. I missed Gary terribly, but I’m so glad she did that for herself and the kids. I remember that Gary never wanted to go home and that once his sister was old enough to walk, she was always outside, too. She’d be out there for hours in a wet diaper before she’d finally wander inside to get it cleaned.

Gary’s mom never left the house. My mom later told me that she didn’t leave because her husband told her she wasn’t allowed and beat her if she left the house without permission. I guess Gary’s dad didn’t care what happened to the kids.

My cousin fell in love with a boy in the first week of her first grade. She even came home and announced to her parents that she found the boy she was going to marry! They got married within a year of graduating from high school, and are still married (with great-grandchildren)!

My 1st two were both kindergarten age:

1.Elizabeth-kindergarten classmate, always tried to play near her.
2.Lisa-Summer camp, she was my 1st “patient”.

“Friends” with both on Facebook.

I had a girlfriend in preschool (Jennifer!) and many crushes throughout the years, and a number of girls had crushes on me through third grade or so. Went through a serious dorky phase after that, and no girlfriends again until I was 18. :frowning:

It was kind of weird; there was serious social pressure at that age for boys to hate girls, and being in a strict Christian environment, liking them was somehow sinful. I felt weird because I really liked girls, both as young crushes and as friends. I wasn’t sure what was wrong with me, and ended up being afraid to “come out of the closet” and admit finding girls attractive until I was in my teens. Apparently I was pretty successful at hiding it; at one point as a young teen, my mom had a long heart-to-heart with me to let me know that it would be okay if I came out as gay. “But… but… I like girls, mom.” “Really?”