Date: 9/26/2003 10:14:00 AM
From Authorid: 12835
Gee, I thought you were older...  |
Date: 9/26/2003 10:15:00 AM
From Authorid: 58611
LOL! You poor thing! That is too funny! My "first" experience that I will share is the first day of being married. My husband, the sweetheart that he is, looked at me and said " I don't care what you cook, as long as its not from a box!" I will never forget the feeling of pure doom that came over me, as in all of my 26 years at the time, I had never ever cooked anything unless it came from a box! LOL! So needless to say I attempted to learn how to cook real quick. Now 2 1/2 years later, I am getting pretty good at it, or, at least thats what he told me the other night! : )  |
Date: 9/26/2003 10:17:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 53284
St Pete, my kids think that I'm older than dirt. That's on a good day.
AR On a postive note, my wife hates my cooking, so I don't every have to cook. I do the dishes.  |
Date: 9/26/2003 10:33:00 AM
From Authorid: 60052
My most memorable first was about 2 days after I moved in with my father in TX. I was 10 years old and had been taken away from my mother, I lived in a foster home for 2 years before my father got custody. Anyway, I was a city girl, had never lived out on a farm. My step-mother told my father and I to go out and get some chicken for dinner. I eagerly ran out to the truck expecting a trip into town (which was about 40 miles away). Instead, my father grabbed me by the arm and led me to the backyard where I sadly and uncerimoniously learned where chicken comes from. (Up until that point I had never made the connection.) My father told me to catch a chicken, which I did rather quickly. He laid it on a stump, and picked up his old rusted axe. I screamed "Nooooo!!!!" and rescued the chicken in a panic. My father ordered me to bring it back, I let it go instead, and to my dismay the stupid thing flew right at my father's feet. (Apparently the chicken was more accepting of it's fate than I.) My father picked it up and did the unthinkable. I stood there crying, and called him a "chicken murderer". I refused to eat that night at all, and it took years for my taste for chicken to return. Quite a first for me, the first time I witnessed a Chickencide.  |
Date: 9/26/2003 10:35:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 53284
That would have been tramatic for me as well ToDieFor. I always thought that chicken came from Safeway.  |
Date: 9/26/2003 11:01:00 AM
From Authorid: 59418
awwww *hugs*  |
Date: 9/26/2003 11:06:00 AM
From Authorid: 16845
ok now that's really bad cause I can't remember my FIRST day of school! LOL  |
Date: 9/26/2003 11:08:00 AM
From Authorid: 28848
I can remember most of my first day of school. I remember that a lot of kids were crying because their moms had to leave them there...lol! I didn't cry by-the-way..  |
Date: 9/26/2003 11:40:00 AM
From Authorid: 53909
I can't even remember my first day of school. I only can remember one day in Kindergarten. A boy ran past me and accidently hit me and I started to cry. LOL!  |
Date: 9/26/2003 11:45:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 53284
LOL at PunkStarChick. You decked some poor guy in Kindergarten. That might have been his worst day...  |
Date: 9/26/2003 11:49:00 AM
From Authorid: 50678
lol, do I have to get my mind out of the gutter.  |
Date: 9/26/2003 11:53:00 AM
From Authorid: 13283
I remembered it . This guy named David was balling his eyes out . I had my eyes wide open the very first day . I had a very cute young teacher . She was nice ! Razzy aka  |
Date: 9/26/2003 12:14:00 PM
From Authorid: 53427
I remember a little bit about my first day in kindergarten. I remember being scared to death. And I remember sitting at a table with some other kids (mostly boys). And they were talking about Pac-Man. At the time, I had never heard of Pac Man and they made him sound like he was some kind of real life super hero lol.  |
Date: 9/26/2003 12:18:00 PM
From Authorid: 25756
Hmm..I have two, one is my first day of school and one is my first date, but I think I'll go with my first day of school. Actually I had been to preschool before, but I had never been to an all-day school and a school that I was actualy required to go to, so I was pretty scared. Plus, I had just moved to a new house and only knew one person (and she wasn't even going to be in my class!). By the time the bus came to the corner I was TERRIFIED! I did my best to hide behind my mom's legs, hoping that the bus wouldn't see me. Finally I was forced, crying, onto the bus and sat with two other girls. I cried the ENTIRE day...I was crying on the way back even. So that's my first day of school lol.  |
Date: 9/26/2003 12:43:00 PM
From Authorid: 56293
Quite the interesting day!! My first day of school. We live about 1 and half blocks from the school and my mom had me, my younger brother and my sister who was just infant at the time. So she rounded us all up and the dog. She was walking me to school and once we got there she tied the chain around a pole and walked me in. . 3 minutes later...Guess who shows up!! My dog! And let me tell you what...This dog was HYPER and loved to destroy stuff. My mom started flipping out and was chasing the dog and then it ran outta my classroom into another. . . By the time everything was back to being under control, you could tell the teacher wasn't very happy. What a great first impression!  |
Date: 9/26/2003 1:19:00 PM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 53284
Great memories. I love Social Slackers start to school. Way to make a good impression! Nothing pleases a teacher more than having her classroom torn up on the first day. I'm still chuckeling.  |
Date: 9/26/2003 3:17:00 PM
From Authorid: 54247
Good one and soooo true. At that time in your life, you don't tell everything. Thank you for sharing. RAT |
Date: 9/26/2003 3:22:00 PM
From Authorid: 54247
OK, my first day of school. I was a visitor for the whole year. My mother had died, and I was living with Dad's aunt and was two months short of being old enough for 1st Grade. As Dad said, children could "visit" anytime. First day - no one in the class knew and I visited the whole year an did pass to 2d Grade. Loved School. RAT |
Date: 9/26/2003 4:55:00 PM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 53284
Well, I'm waiting for some more stories about "firsts" in your lives.  |
Date: 9/26/2003 5:22:00 PM
From Authorid: 54987
I think my mother had to be called to bring a clean pair of shorts. I'll let you guess why.  |
Date: 9/26/2003 5:23:00 PM
From Authorid: 45948
I can remember my first day of school. I walked into the classroom and everything was fine until nap time, when someone came down from the office and said that my parents were there to check me out to go home. They had come and got me early because my grandfather, who was a truck driver, was in town but only for a few hours and he wanted to see me. Well, on the second day, the teacher announced nap time and I went over to the closet and got all my things and started out down the hall before she caught up with me. She asked where I was going and I told her that I don't take naps at school, I go home. It took her over a week to convince me that school was not over for me at naptime. I was sooooo mad. LOL. Love,  |
Date: 9/26/2003 5:42:00 PM
From Authorid: 6915
Well, my first day at kindergarden was interesting to say the least. The day before, the parents and children went in for about 2 hours to sit and talk..learn what kindergarden was all about. So the second day, I was shocked to see my father walk out of the room. I ran crying to the door, right into the teachers arms. *caught* Anyways, the rest of the day is a blurr..Until bathroom time of course. Everyone lined up..and there's Laura ( thats me) in the coat rack gathering my thing. Thought it was time to go home!! LoL  |
Date: 9/26/2003 9:40:00 PM
From Authorid: 49546
My first day of High School! Ah ..yes ..that was three years ago, and here I am on my last year of High School. I don't remember my first day specifically, like what happened exactly on that day. But ... i remebered (since i wear a uniform) wearing baggy pants and the school shirt being 2 sizes too big, Lol. So i looks hmm...Weird! hahah..my first class was Geography, and my teacher was quite boring. After that i had computers class then lunch , since and then english. Nothin that bad happened, i just remebered feeling like the little kid, being surrounded by all these seniors and juniors. But now i'm the senior! *sigh* memories ...sometimes i hate the fact that i'm growing up, and hating the fact that i'll need to get out there and live life! (Lol) ok ..enough of that...Great post!  |
Date: 9/27/2003 7:26:00 AM
From Authorid: 60052
Here's another one of my firsts for ya. I was 13 years old and my father, step-mother, best friend (Megan) and I were travelling to the state fair which was about a 4 hour drive for us. We stopped at a truck stop for a potty break, while I was in the stall, Megan goes, "Hey, Heidi give me 75 cents" I ask what for, and she says it's for the vending machine. I assume she's gonna buy a snack. By the time I get out of the stall, she's holding a Trojan between two fingers 1/2 disgusted and 1/2 confused. She goes, "What's this?" I didn't know either, so I take it from her and go running out of the bathroom waving it over my head. There are about 15 other patrons in the store, and I yell "Mom! Dad! You gotta see this!" Needless to say, my parents were mortified, and after I learned what it was, was embarrassed beyond belief. To make matters worse, one of the waitresses from the restaurant area saw the whole thing, and being quite annoyed with me goes "If your parents had used one of those, I wouldn't be so annoyed right now, please leave! You are disturbing my customers."  |
Date: 9/28/2003 1:27:00 AM
From Authorid: 48250
LOL@Bob... I Do Know what You Mean... I remember my first day this boy accosted me trying to kiss me.. I was never so embarrsed...Some of the older kids were even cheering him on.. me this shy quiet little girl....So this continued the rest of the day this boy trying to kiss me at break time, then lunch time... when I got home I devised a plan., this "disgusting little boy" (lol) would Never do this to me again! I Borrowed my Dad's Hair Comb, and put it the pocket of my denim jeans... he started again on the school bus..I took out the comb and gave his arm a Good raking (lol)...Needless to say he never bothered me again... The Christmas Plays at school were Hilarious as well....Take/Care......  |
Date: 9/28/2003 1:32:00 AM
From Authorid: 48250
LOL @To Die For.., I'll bet that was Quite an Experience...I Once worked in a Ham Packaging and Processing Plant..., I Never Could Quite get Beyond the smell there, and every time I pass but there , the smell is ..well let's say Almost Overwhelming...T/C.....  |
Date: 9/28/2003 3:26:00 AM
From Authorid: 48250
LOL @ To Die For....I would have been Floored!!! But had I been Your Mama I wouldn't have taken it none to gentle if Someone said that about my daughter, in regard to the... ummm, well You know...Regardless of The Customers' ....lol Have a Great Day!!...T/C...  |