My dad told me I couldn’t date until I was eighteen. This was always the magic age when I was growing up. Only he didn’t quite do the math because he was thinking that I would be in college, but I was eighteen my whole senior year of high school.
So although there were a couple of boys that I “liked” that also “liked” me in my early high school years, I had my first boyfriend when I was in my senior year in high school. I’ll qualify that at a very strict school where I went, that pretty much meant we walked to class and ate lunch together, this was not they typical American public school relationship.
He was a very nice, cute guy that seemed to really love the Lord. He had a lot of great qualities, but he didn’t, shall we say, have a way with words.
One evening after a banquet, all the students at our little Christian boarding school piled into the library, where we milled around and enjoyed punch and cookies. It was a chilly night, and there was a fire burning in the fireplace. As we were standing there close to the fire talking, he stopped in the middle of what he was saying and looked intently into my eyes. It was a little awkward for a second. Then he said, “It’s so cool, I can see the fire in your eyes. Oh. Wait. Did you think I was looking into your eyes? Haaaaa! Hooooo! Haaaa!” He laughed like a hyena for a full three minutes! Well, in a situation like that, ya just gotta join in!
Another time we had just watched a movie. We, along with the other kids, were discussing it. My boyfriend, talking about the female lead in the movie, proclaimed to me in front of everyone, “She wasn’t pretty at all; in fact, she was ugly. You’re even prettier than she is!” He had no idea why I didn’t like his compliment! He may not have had a way with words, but we did share a lot of laughs!
LOL, he sounds a little clueless!
Oh, that poor boy! I wonder where he is now? I’ve run into a few of my dates from high school now as an adult and just been amazed at how they grew up. That story about the actress being ugly is just too funny. I’m sure it wasn’t at the time, though.
That is so funny, probably not as funny at the time though! Poor kid was probably embarrassed!
Great post :))
That is really cute. Where is he now? I would be that over the years he learned a bit here and there. You laughing with him probably helped him to feel more comfortable in his own skin. peace to you and yours,
Pam
He is married with a couple of kids leading a ministry in Mexico! I don’t think he was embarrassed at all. He would just laugh. He was lots of fun, kind of a goof ball. My guess is that he is now a little bit more dignified goof ball, but I can’t say for sure! 🙂
Oh my! Maybe I’m petty, but I would have dumped him like yesterday’s coffee beans. Words are my love language, so I could *never* have been with a guy like that!
Ruth, that’s funny! He dumped me so I guess that wasn’t a problem for me! lol In fact my love of laughter probably trumps a lot of things. My husband shares this trait of not having a way with words. His first compliment to me was, “You have the perfect nose!” I loved it. I knew it was sincere!
Eek! I hope that problem worked itself out for him otherwise he’s likely a lonely guy today!
He sounds like he was a lot of fun to be with – perfect for a first boyfriend 🙂
Funny story! Unfortunately, I’m usually the one that makes awkward comments!
I went to a small Christian boarding high school, too…did we talk about this before? We also had “banquets”, not proms or dances.
Addressing your invitation you left on my blog – how do I get there? I’d be HAPPY to visit 🙂
Found it 🙂 Thanks
Very funny… Need to read more of those types of posts. Makes me feel not so alone in my complete ineptitude in romantic situations… 😉