Puppy Love

With Valentine’s Day just around the corner, I’ve been thinking about the loves of my life. For the most part, I’ve been blessed to cross paths with a number of unique individuals. There was a time when I could remember all the names and faces of those that I was intimate with. Then somewhere along the way some of the names became fuzzy, but still I could recall the faces. Now I can’t remember all the names or the faces, but there are some that I will never forget.

I met the first love of my life while in the second-grade. I didn’t know about love at that age. All I knew is that her cuteness was irresistible and a complete distraction. I couldn’t help but to look at her at every opportunity. Her name was Debbie, and I can still recall her cuteness.

What I felt for Debbie wasn’t what one would consider real love, but it was definitely a bad case of puppy love. I eventually found the courage to ask her if she wanted to be my girlfriend, and surprisingly, she said yes. I remember writing in many of my books; Debbie + Kane, and Kane + Debbie. I also wrote her name with my last name and thought it looked and sounded good together.

Each day during lunch break, Debbie would buy a popsicle for each of us. Mom later told me that the boy is supposed to buy. That was my first lesson in having a girlfriend. One day during lunch break, Debbie was playing tether-ball while I was eating my popsicle. Debbie came running over to me and told me that this forth-grader named Jimmy took the ball from her. I went over to Jimmy and asked why he took the ball. All of a sudden, he punched me in the stomach. The punch didn’t really hurt, but it did surprise me. I looked at Debbie and asked, Why do you have to play tether-ball for anyway? After that, I decided that maybe Debbie wasn’t so cute after all.

Comments

Awwww, I loved your story. You described it so well, I was transported to that time and saw the incident. Too bad I couldn't help you...I wanted to punch him back for you! Happy Valentine's Day 2005!

Such a cute, sweet story! The first song that popped into my head was Donny Osmond's "Puppy Love". Man that eons ago! Kane, I didn't realize that it was you commenting on Giao's site until much later. Isn't she just the greatest??!!

I still remember Nancy from second grade at St. Elizabeth's School in Waipahu. My first ever crush!

She was cute as a bug, blonde haole girl with a big smile and missing front teeth.

I would follow her all over the school grounds at recess. I used to be pleased with myself for being able to maneuver into line right behind her. One day she held my hand!!!! YIKES!!!

It didn't feel funny like I thought it was supposed to. Even in second grade, it felt GREAT! :)

Blaine

I had a girlfriend in preschool. Her name was Erin. We were at a Christian, church-based preschool, so our handholding and smooching under the cafeteria stage was frowned upon. We went to kindergarten together, too, and were quite the oddity among both our gender peers. I still remember sitting on the submarine-shaped jungle-gym with her every recess.

Sadly, her family moved away - to Molokai? The mainland? That year. But I knew early on that, despite what the other boys said, girls were not yucky.

Rowena, thanks for the kind words about the story.

I remember that Donny Osmond song, it was quite popular for a while, even though some considered 'uncool' to like the Osmonds.

And yup, that's me visiting Giao's site. Her creativity and kindness blows me away, and her positive nature is fun to be around. :)

Just like a fig, puppy love can be so soft and sweet.

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