The month of January is way too long and the snow needs to seriously go someplace else. I am starting to see the store's putting out Valentine candy and cards for the children to hand out to their friends.
Remember Valentine day parties in elementary school? I looked forward to Valentines day. It was like a little break after Christmas and an afternoon without classwork was just what I needed. I think back to when I was in the fifth grade and I had a major crush on this boy named Butch. He was so cute and really didn't even notice me or any other girl much at that age. I did everything I could just to get his attention. Silly girl with a large imagination about romance. Sweet and Innocent, simple and pure that's was puppy love was for me.
The day before the party our teacher would pass out to each student a brown lunch bag and give us a few minutes to decorated the bag any way we wished. I would use my best hand writing to fancy my name and draw a big pretty heart in the middle. Then we would tape them along the coat closet in the back of the classroom. My mom would take me to the drug store to purchase a big box of valentines making sure I had enough for each student.
I couldn't wait to get home where I would spent the rest of the evening in my room picking out who I wanted to give each card to. I always would hunt for that perfect card to say I love you just for Butch. Once I hand pick his card. I would get my mother perfume and spray the card and careful write his name on the front and lick it closed.
The next day I would watch the clock all day long. Waiting for the door to open and mother's
caring in our Valentine treats. A cookies or maybe a cup cake, I didn't care it was all about those cards. Then the teacher would allow each row to fill up the paper bags hanging like little mail boxes. I couldn't wait to place Butch's card in his bag, knowing that he will get the message that I like him.
After school I would run home and pour all of my cards on my bed waiting to open my card from him. When I did I was so surprised it said " To my special Valentine." then he signed it on the back in pencil.
I will keep it forever and he did know that I cared for him. He knows and he like me too. I was his special Valentine. I bet no other girl got a card like I did from Butch.
The next day when we went to school I thanked him for the card and he didn't even react he just ran by me on the playground to be with the other boys. I realized I wasn't anything special to him. I was just a silly girl in his class who was in love really with Valentines Day.....
"Oh, if it be to choose
and call thee mine,
love,thou art every
day "My Valentine"
By Thomas Hood
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