Remember your 1st crush here:

[Pale Blue Dot]

Mine was in third grade. Jennifer Dowd. She was shy, the smartest girl in the class, and had long blond hair. One day I wrote her a note and stuck it in my desk at recess (I had never spoken to her before). It said:

Dear Jennifer,

I love you.

Pat

When I returned from recess, I found that Jennifer had moved across the room from me, and there was a note on my desk. It started:

Dear Pat,

I think you look like a big ball of shit.

:cry:

I never finished that note, but it took my wounded heart a full three years to recover. And then, I moved on to ... Yvonne. But that's a story for another time.

Who was your first crush?

[Skittles]

1. Thomas Alan Gahagan

1971 in England. Our dads were both in the military - mine got very sick and we had to return to the states; I never saw Alan again.

[Faygo Kid]

2. Actually, my first grade teacher

She had GREAT legs. That's about all I remember, since it was 1957. But, I appreciated her, and never forgot her. Later, it was Kathy McGregor, 8th grade, Oakwood Junior High School. That was searing. Then on and on. Finally over that stuff, at 52, after too many bad decisions. Many good memories, but loved them and trusted them too much. No more.

[RainDog]

3. 1st grade

my teacher was out of the room and I was chasing him around the room (I went on to be third in my city in the jr. olympics for sprints, and this is no doubt where I got my inspiration...)

:)

The teacher came in and took me off to the side and said she wasn't going to punish me, but I couldn't do that.

I think it was a different boy in third grade, but while my teacher was in front of the class teaching, I slid out of my desk and crawled down to this boy's desk to talk. The teacher never said a thing, strangely enough. Then my best friend and I would write him love letters when we had sleep overs and told this little boy we would take off all our clothes for him. He never took us up on this, though we were surely eight year old hotties. :)

Then I "married" another boy when I was in fourth grade and my 1st grade crush became my son... (I'm from the south, what can I say?)

[cally]

4. Armando

the rebel of fourth grade. He made me a bead ring. :loveya: I think I might still have it. We kissed once in the bushes. He left me for a girl with better hair. :nopity:

My fourth grade teacher pulled me aside several times trying to explain why he was not my type. I didn't get it for years later. Armando was bi-racial and my teacher was trying to tell me that I shouldn't be interested in him. :eyes:


I didn't talk to him for years but had a long conversation before I graduated HS. He was a wonderful person even though he dumped me for the girl with great hair.

[shanti]

5. 6th grade

his name was dayne, and he was one of the 'smart kids'. this was back in 1966. we would walk around the school holding hands and even kissed in the bushes. when he cut his hair short, i broke up with him. lol

[Another Bill C.]

6. Patricia in the second grade.

I had learned to write cursive and my friend Tom hadn't. Tom asked me if I would write some notes for him at recess time. The notes turned out to be to Patricia with whom I was madly in love. It hurt badly but I wrote them anyway. As I was writing, Patricia's brother walked into the room. We told him what we were doing and he reported us. Sister ? was furious and chewed me out and made me stay after school. What a miserable day. The next year Patricia moved to Chicago and I never saw her again. This was 58 years ago but I remember it well.

[Paragon]

7. Mmmmm...

[salin]

8. and here I thought

it MUST have been a young IU basketball fan.. :shrug: ;-)

[populistmom]

9. His name was Jack and he was my first 'husband'

We were 7 by the way. :7

[Fovea]

10. A very sexy young woman named Lisa

Who teased me unmercifully as a 13 year old. She moved away when I was 14. She visited back into my life when I was 17, and she was back with a baby and an ex-husband in prison for murder. She apperently had been charged as an accessory. She was back home drying out, looking at it now.

We got together to chat every now and then and had a bit of friendly sex on the trunk of her car one night just before I moved away. I hope her life turned out well.

[HEyHEY]

11. Probably.....Nicole

She was such a tease...wait I mean hearltess bitch...no I mean tease. :-)

[Booberdawg]

12. I must have been 7 or 8 and his name was Larry.

He lived a couple doors down the street and I was living at my grandfather’s home. Just beyond my back yard was a wooded area and I had a tree house and Larry and I spent a lot of time there hanging out. We pretended we were secret detectives. lol!

There was a lot of area to play back in the woods behind my house and a bunch of us kids used to play Bonanza all the time. We had play holsters and guns and cowboy hats and the whole works. Larry and I always played the leading parts. ;-) We just assumed we were going to be married when we grew up because we were inseparable and best friends. Neither of us had a clue about sex, nor even kissing. :)

As fate would have it, I bumped in to him about 7 years ago. (33 years after playing Bonanza) It happened that my son, who was in an Intermediate Care Facility for handicapped children, needed to have an alarm placed on his bedroom window because of his prolific abilities at escaping his room to explore the world, and Larry was the Fire Inspector that examined the alarm device and wrote up the approval for what we came up with to ensure my son’s safety.

While we were in the meeting I saw his name on the report and looked at him and said, Larry ******???. He already knew who I was from my son’s last name. He called me a couple nights later just for shits and grins and just to catch up on each other’s family news and to shoot the shit. And to laugh about playing Bonanza, LOL!

[leftist_rebel1569]

13. Her name was Kaitlin,

and I was in first grade. Of course, it meant nothing. But, we "dated" for like, months. I still remember in 1st grade i'd be the only guy in a group of like, 7 or 8 girls because I wanted to be around her. It's kinda cute, now that I look back on it...

[Mr. Brown of MD]

14. A girl named Erin

She was the only girl who was nice to me when I was in the third grade, and I crushed on her with varying levels of severity from that point all the way until tenth grade. And I only got over her then because she shot me down twice and I finally got the message.

Well, I'm long over her now, but damn! Seven years and I didn't even get a hug. Yeah, I think I got robbed. Oh well.

-CollegeDude
Currently terminally single

[Endangered Specie]

15. All I will say is

in high school this girl (forgot name), was all I could think about... Then I figured out she was a Republican. Thats worse than being turned down, which would have prob happened anyway!

This is depressing

anyone up for some Russian roulette?

[nothingshocksmeanymore]

16. 3rd grade Mrs Martin

She had monogrammed blouses and looked just like Samantha on BEWITCHED...I was trying to figure out how I could grow up and marry her.

[FloridaJudy]

17. Charlie S

It was in tenth grade. He was the star football player. I couldn't have cared less, until our science teacher paired us up in Anatomy Lab. Charlie wasn't stupid, but science wasn't easy for him. We were both confronted with a preserved rat, and I explained "The easiest way to do an autopsy is to make a Y-incision with a sharp scalpel..."

CRASH! Two hundred and ten pounds of bone and muscle (with almost no fat) hit the floor, and the back of his head made a horrible "thud". I tried to grab him, but at slightly more than half his weight, it was a lost cause. "Uhm, Dr. Simmons? I hate to be a pest, but it seems the lab partner you assigned me has fainted..." It took both me and the physiology teacher to carry him to the school nurse's office.

The moment Charlie woke up, he asked me "that rat was dead, right".

I nodded. "It was not only dead, but pickled. You can't get any deader than that".

"Thank God" he sighed.

I fell in love with him, hopelessly, from that minute on. This was a guy who allowed himself to be pummled mercilessly on a foot-ball field every Saturday, and still cared about what happened to a rat?

When he later confessed that he secretely read William Butler Yeats and William Blake for fun, I loved him more than ever.

I had a hopeless crush on him for the last three years of High School. We never even so much as held hands.

Charlie S., I still love you.

You're part of what I am today.

[JohnKleeb]

18. I really dont think I remember

Sigh I need a girlfriend :cry:
Someone to do shit with, to laugh to cry with, someone! :cry:
*runs off in to the night and cries*

[VOX]

19. Who else but the girl next door...

Carole M., dark hair and eyes, very athletic, fun and funny, and a real flirt. We'd play catch for awhile, and then "post office" behind the garage. All *very* innocent.

So nice to grow up with someone like that. Her family moved away when I was 13, and I was crestfallen.

Carole, wherever you are, I hope that you're happy and doing well. Bless you.

[BlackVelvetElvis]

20. awwww

sweetheart, that hurts.
Kids can be brutal.
I had my thing (not really a crush) on a playmate/actually a distant cousin when I was five years old. never mind that we were both girls.
We played house (in the closet) and I kept telling her she had to kiss me (again and again) goodnight (I told her it was the law). I was too young to know what those feelings were. Later I figured it out.
What a player I was!

[trof]

21. Lucy Carol Moore

And it was a mutual attraction.
We played "doctor" and got caught.
We played "Tarzan and Jane" and got caught.
In the first grade we had to be seated at opposite ends of the room to keep us from kissing.
Oh baby.

[Pale Blue Dot]

22. A modest kick

For one of my favorite threads I've created. These stories are great!

[ScreamingMeemie]

23. That is very sad. :( My first crush's name was John and we were

in fourth grade together. I don't know if you could consider it a crush though because the feeling was reciprocated. One warm and sweet spring day we were married under the slide on the playground at recess...I wonder what happened to my "first" husband??

Reading this thread, I thought it would be hysterical if someone's first crush recognized their name here. Really would prove it to be a small world. :)

[GOPisEvil]

24. Susan...something...I think we were in second grade.

I kissed on the playground at recess one day. Man - I had it bad for her. ;-)

Then there was Jana in 6th grade. Man, what a great head of hair and gorgeous eyes she has (I suppose she's still alive). I hadn't thought about her in a long time.

[Cheswick2.0]

25. His name was Chris

He and the other boys in third grade at my new school made cootie catchers out of popsicle sticks. If they chased you on the play ground and picked your cooties then you knew that they liked you. I think because I had long blond hair to my waist and wore mini skirts (and because boys that age have to do everything alike) almost all the boys in my class like me and chased me.

I only had eyes for Chris. He was blond, cute and funny. Sometimes I let him catch me in the woods at the end of the school yard and then I would let him kiss me.
He moved away the next year to a town 10 miles away and I never saw him again. I did call him on the phone several times but stopped when he told me he had a new girlfriend.