I remember a few things from pre-school when I was four. Like this guy Nathan. He was five so I thought that made him sooo cool. Being half a year older than me and all. He was a really great kid. We'd almsot always hang out together during recess. Whenever I wasn't playing with the chef. That sounds a little strange, I know. You see, the woman who served all us pre-schoolers must have thought I was the cutest little thing in the whole world. With my short curly hair and dipples. :) Everyday after lunch when all of us would be going out to play, she'd stand in the doorway looking for me. And when I would get up close to her, I would throw my arms up in the air and she'd pick me up and give me a big bear hug. Then we would go play catch or something. I miss her. :(
Anyway, back to Nathan. He was a little bit like an older brother/first boyfriend. Well, not officially, but I had a crush on him, and I'm pretty sure he liked me too. He seemed to look out for me and try to protect me. I remember one day, we were playing on this "pirate ship rope" thingy. (I don't know what they're really called) Anyway, Nathan stopped me from going down the ladder. I asked him why, and he said, "You might fall and get hurt, and I don't want you to get hurt." Awww, how sweet! So insted of climbing down, I just jumped to the ground, fell, and brushed off the woodchips. That kind of made Nathan mad, but he was so cute when he was angry. Ahhh, pre-school love. ;p
Nathan and I hung out for a couple of months until he was apsent for a few days. When he came back he had bruises, cuts, and scrapes all over his face and arms. It took me a week to ask him what happened. I remember he was wearing a blue and white, Hawiian style T-shirt. He told me that he had been in a car accident. Then I asked him why he hadn't played with me for so long. "You never asked." His voice was so quiet and kind of shy. So I just rolled my eyes and said, "That's it?! I'm sorry, let's go play." Then he smiled and stood next to me in line to go outside. Sadly that's the last thing I remember saying to Nathan, and I think it was one of the last times I saw him. My mom took me out of pre-school a few weeks early after I passed out while standing in the sun to long. So basically I overheated, and passed out for a few minutes, my mom over-reacted and took me away from Nathan. I don't know where he lives now. I never knew his last name. :(
I wish I could see him again. And I hope he's still the same wonderful, sweet, cute, funny, and caring guy he was when I knew him. You know...I've never met another Nathan in my life....Weird.
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