3/22/16

Dexter, My First Crush...Do You Remember Your First Crush?





Hello, and welcome to Tuesday's Question. I have a Doctor appointment out of town today, so if I do not respond to your answers today, I most certainly will tomorrow.  Thank you, Sandee of Comedy Plus for you wonderful answer to last Tuesday's Question and thank you Ann of Snap, Edit, Scrap.   for yours.

Please, if you have the time, read Sandee and Ann's answers to Sibling Rivalry they're simply fabulous and thanks to both of you for participating. I appreciate you.

Okay, this weeks question is:  

Do you remember your first crush?   Alright, I'll go first...

My first crush was on a boy named Dexter who sat next to me in the third grade and he was fascinating. Dexter had action figures hidden in his desk and maps he drew of oceans, rivers, mountains and streams.                                                                                                                                                                                        


I loved it when our classroom was full, because I could pull my desk close to him and ask him questions, although he never answered me.                                                        

He smelled like nickels and could draw Charlie Brown as well as Charles Schulz from the Peanuts cartoon. - Or, at least, I thought he could.-

I think he drew Charlie Brown because our third grade teacher's voice was reminiscent of the adult voices in the Peanuts television specials, but to me all teachers sounded the same. My teachers shared the muffled inflections of grown-ups, "bloc, bloc, bloc, bloc...with a "Good morning children, you sure look bright-eyed and bushy tailed today."-An introduction that made me feel like like a rabbit.-

Our teacher's name was Mrs. Keysler, and she wore cat-eyed sixties style glasses with a chain that jiggled when she walked, so she could clear a path for herself down a crowded hallway of children- Mrs. Keysler had power.-

I drove poor Dexter crazy most of the year, but he was a good sport, because if the tables were turned,  I would have requested a different desk.  But, he had a way of ignoring people, especially me. I asked him stuff like, "

"What did you have for breakfast today?"

He responded by looking at me like he wished I would miss a day of school. So, I finally quit trying to talk to him, although I still stared at him like a starving wolf would glare at a loaf of bread.

Ordinarily, I couldn't take my eyes off Dexter, but one day he brought stiff competition. Dexter's brought a new whistle to school and it wasn't one of those toy whistles you get in a Cracker Jack box... no siree, Dexter's whistle was A + silver army grade whistle, and I was fascinated by it.

He noticed me staring at it resting on the corner of his desk by his drawing pad, and to my surprise, he quietly picked it up and placed it in my hand, while Mrs. Keysler continued speaking in the background, bloc, beep, beep, bloc, blah…

Anyway, I was holding the whistle Dexter put in my hand, plus, I was sitting close enough to him to touch his copper colored hair. I was in a trance, all of this was simply too much. So, I turned the whistle over in my hand, put it in my mouth, and blew it so hard a blast echoed forth like a trumpet.

Every student shook their heads and covered their ears. The floor in the classroom felt like it bounced beneath the surface of the earth and hung there. -Which was followed by a few seconds of stinging silence.-

Then, the mixed voices of my classmates began to fill the emptiness and they were all too eager to began pointing their index fingers toward the criminal. 

That finger pointing thing, is such an annoying tactic among tattlers, whose goal in life is to retire as the teachers pet. I face felt hot from the stares, as the little self-serving informants fingers continued to point in my direction. I heard one little girl cry, “Oh, she is soo dumb!” and of course, I sat there horrified; my face flushed with humiliation.

Humiliation is just one of an array of emotions I associate with the day I blew Dexter's whistle; it's also one of those funny to me now, not so funny then, experiences especially since my teacher made me stand in the back of the classroom the rest of the day with my back turned toward the wall.

After that, Dexter looked at me with a cautious look for the rest of the school year and the girl who called me “sooo dumb” turned out to be one of my closest friends, years later.

We never know what our children are going through in a day, or much, if anything, about their first crushes.

My mother thinks to this day that I just blew a whistle in the middle of class for absolutely no reason that she can phantom. Do you know who your children are thinking about today?



Mrs. Keyster




Mrs. Keysters Third Grade Class

I'm circled in purple, Dexter is in Blue, and the "Oh shes' so dumb friend" is circled in yellow.

Our Close- ups:

Me
"Mean girl/closest friend"



Dexter









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12 comments:

Sandee (Comedy +) said...

I remember this one too. In fact I got a visual the first time I read this as I did this time. It's a comical story that I can see Annie doing. Just saying honey.

Enjoy your sabbatical. Big hug and lotsa lovies. :)

Babs (Beetle) said...

Ha ha! So funny! I can see that you would have a crush on Dexter ;O)

Mushy said...

Who got the Brownie pregnant!?

mauniejames3 said...

What a sweet story Annie...I loved it and am hoping every day makes you stronger. I am having my back surgery tomorrow so may not be around too much either...loves and a big sloppy kiss to you...hey...we may be recovering together...just too bad we don't live closer...

Speedcat Hollydale said...

I remember!

My crush was on a girl in school I never had the courage to talk to. I remember riding my bike by her house to see if our paths would cross. One day they did, and she said hello to me as we passed each other.
Yep, I was completely happy with that! My smile lasted for days.

Sounds funny to tell know, but I can still remember that exact moment clear as a bell. The rest of the month? No clue.

Sandee (Comedy +) said...

Hi Annie - I hope you are doing well. You remain in my thoughts and prayers.

Have a terrific day. Big hug and lotsa lovies. :)

Karen, author of "My Funny Dad, Harry" said...

My first crush was in Kindergarten with a boy named Tarin because he helped me figure out how to do one of the worksheets we had. I also went over to his house and played with a train with him. The only other memory I have of him is that he sang The Battle Hymn of the Republic in class and I was very impressed!

Tim said...

Thats a funny story! Good you remember after so many years. I don't remember mine. :(
You in touch with Dexter? ;)

Managing Clinical Data said...

First crush is always memorable..!I too cherish my first crush memory forever..!keep updating...!your blog..!I felt your posting to be really cute..!:)..!

Sandee said...

My first crush. You no I really don't. I was such a tomboy for so many years that boys weren't on my radar for a very long time.

I remember having to choose between three guys when I went to high school for the first time. That was exciting. We dated a long while and then finally drifted apart as the young so seldom do.

I do remember my first love and that didn't last as long as I would have liked. It turned out for the best because his life and mine wouldn't have mixed well. I'm where I should be with the person I was meant to be with.

Have a fabulous day honey. Big hugs to you and tons of scritches to Simon. ♥♥♥

"Annie" said...


I am not surprised that you had to choose between three guys, not at all. It's funny how things always work out for the best.


I think you are right, I do not even know your husband, but from reading about him he sounds like you got really lucky, but then, so did he.

Thank you for reading this for the hundred time. My energy levels have been low lately and I so appreciate your loyalty, friendship, and wonderful comments.

I will give Simon your message and he will love it.

Much love to you Sandee.

Ann said...

What a great story. I can picture the whistle blowing day in my head and it gave me a good laugh.
As for my first crush, I honestly can't recall. I know there have been several over the years. I was always terribly shy so I doubt than anyone would have even noticed that I was interested.

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