Like the ba-hum-bug of Christmas, I ba-hum-bug the day of candy hearts, red roses, and frosting layden cookies.It all started, on a cloudy, cold, Seattle day. My curly black hair danced side to side as I sat in music class. The red paper hearts and giddy grins of the of my classmates ringed with anticipation of valentines and cup cakes.
This year was special, I had my very first boyfriend and for the occasion I wore a dress made of deep red fabric speckled with white hearts. My white stretch pants, with red hearts, complemented the dress and I was feeling extra beautiful that day.
I wont lie, I was anxious and wondered what the love of my 6th grade life would give me. The day went on and we all teased each other as we enjoyed crafts and games. After school was out, my valentine and I met right outside the classroom.
Oh, how my heart beat! "What was he to give me?" Then he moved his arm forward and nerviously handed me a single plastic red rose with fake drops of water decorating the fake petals. Then he gave me a heart shaped box of chocolate. My heart sank and I was sooo embarassed "a fake rose and chocolate!" I screamed inside. I worried and was thinking that this boyfriend gig was overplayed. But, in a final move, he gave me one last gift. As my tiny fingers unwrapped the small box and openned the lid, I was only disapointed to find a black leather necklace with a silver Warner Brothers Tazmanian Devil pendent staring back at me!
I could hear cupid moan and fall to the earth, with his bow broken and his wings tired. Crushed, I thanked my boyfriend for the gift and walked home. The clouds of the day added to the despair in my heart, "it is over", I told myself. I would obey my mother and be done with boys until I was sixteen. Never again would I enjoy a valentine's gift from a boy - never.
So, now Ryan, enjoys guilt free Valentine's days. He has no worries of what to give me or if I will like it. Today, is like any other day. In closing, you must note, that I do enjoy giving valentines and recieving them as well - just as long as they are not from Ryan.
2 comments:
Don't worry, Valentines was created by Hallmark anyway. It's not a true holiday, and Jed and I don't celebrate it either. I mean, how silly to have one day to show your love, when EVERY day should be an occasion to!
I can beat your story though - Valentines, 4th grade. I was walking home from school with friends and my then step-sister Sarah; when our house came into view we noticed a whole bunch of debris littering the lawn and driveway. As we got closer we realized that the "debris" was all of my family's belongings (my dad's, my birth sister's and my own). Sarah and I walked up the drive and met our siblings (my sisters Gab and Ker and her brother Nathan) at the doorstep. My eldest sister Liz had gotten home first and realized her key no longer opened the front door. She had gone over to a neighbors to call our dad and had the others wait. Long story short, my (soon to be ex) stepmom had chosen Valentines day to file for divorce from my dad and kick us all out of the house - with NO WARNING! What a way to display Love, huh? (Especially because it didn't occur to her that she was locking her own two kids out of the house as well!)
Anyway - much love to you and yours this Valentine's day!
Jess - write an auto biography!!!!!!!!! You are truly amazing, and that story beats mine!!
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