And Still I Rise

This is a follow up on Melody's post and the "trials"of growing up and discovering boys.Remember when the simple act of passing a group of boys would cause you to lose your composure?Remember back in Grade 6 or earlier when you got the first little note and you were on cloud nine?

And then when you got to High School you got the talk from parents.I remember this older male cousin introduced me to the 3 B's concept.It was Books,Boys and Babies.Boys,I was told bring babies and is a combination that does not mix with books.Therefore,I was supposed to choose wisely.My mother was not so diplomatic-Keep yuh legs shut was the order.Yes ma'am.

Then almost every week you liked a new boy or were interested in one.Of course you liked them from a distance and if you happened to meet them at a school fair or something,well your day was made.PS,I attended an all girls school and the all male school was adjoining.So even walking to school was an adventure in itself.You had to beg your parents to let you go out on a "date" and if they consented you had a mile long list of rules and regulations.

And every "romance" was intense.Lord,those feelings were strong,scary and exciting at the same time.Of course you were clueless how to handle the emotions and so you did some real crazy things to demonstrate your liking.A boy did not even had to do much to convince you that he liked you.Once,walking home from a track meet this boy(one the popular Grammar school guys) bought me an icecream and I was convinced he liked me. Naturally you lost count of how many times your heart got broken by some boy who probably didn't even know you existed.

Then you grow up and you realise that a lot has not really changed.You still getting broken hearts and some foolish boy/girl can cause you to lose all your composure.And you realise that the emotions you felt as a child just as strong now you grown.But the only difference is that you know how to act on them,not so?