Something very wonderful happened right after morning recess two weeks ago on Monday. But it is a totally top secret. No one can know. Not anybody. And I told Luci Megan because she is my very best friend and so she should know about my stuff. And then I had to tell Alayna because she knew something was on my mind when... well, I sorta started to giggle. That’s all. Well, and Candice because she told me a secret about when her grandpa bought a new goldfish after her little brother accidentally swallowed her other one and so I owe her back a secret by now. But that’s all. NO ONE ELSE! Only Kira. I had to tell Kira because she let me use her special sparkly eraser last Tuesday when Ms. Clay said I had to stay in for last recess and practice spelling. I missed the new jumping song that Beatrice told everyone else at recess. Hmm! Maybe if I just tell my secret to Beatrice then...
Anyway, I was coming in from morning recess two weeks ago on Monday and I remembered my green and blue pencils since we had to finish our maps. They needed to be sharpened bad since we always use lots of green-is-for-land and blue-is-for-water. I wonder if those are Heavenly Father’s favorite colors because He uses those the most I think. Anyway, I started to look in my desk and there, right in the very front of me, was a paper folded a zillion times and scrunched up into a little square and the best part of all: it had my very own name on it! At first, I thought I was kidding, but no. There it was: To Hadley K. I super-shoved it into my pocket because maybe it was a love note! I had never had a love note before. Right then, my cheeks felt like the red pencil in my desk. The secret note was in my pocket and no one would watch me open it. I needed a plan.
My used up colored pencils could save the day. I grabbed them and rushed to the pencil sharpener at the back of the room. I started to sharpened the blue one and acted like that note was not even in my pocket just in case Cassandra or somebody was looking. But nobody was, because everyone was staring at Marley who had accidentally used a marker instead of lip gloss at recess. She had her hand over her mouth to cover up her giant mistake and the whole class was busy about her problem, so I sneaked my note and unfolded it out. To Hadley K, I have a big crush about you. From, Paul W. Wow! Oh My! That was a huge love note for me. I stuffed it back in my pocket as fast as I could.
With pointy pencils, I tried to walk normal back to my desk, but Alayna heard a little giggle and looked right at me. Maybe everybody was looking at me. I just looked at my map. This was my first time to know how hard it is to think and be in love at the same time. I accidentally colored a country blue and then my eraser made a hole in the middle of England, which finally got green, even though I was really thinking about other stuff. I sorta wished that the note had been from Ryan. He is so handsome and he has a golden retriever and his mom says hi to me on my way home from school sometimes; or maybe Zachary because he is really nice to everybody. He doesn’t run down the hallways or yell like a banshee on his way to recess and when he plays football, he catches it so good. Oh, and he says thank you when you accidentally knock his backpack off its hook and put it back. But I have to not think about that. My note is from Paul W. and that’s all.
For Family Home Evening that exact Monday, we wrote letters to my brother who is now called Elder Shay. He is on a mission in Brasil and he speaks Portuguese, except he also speaks our language too. I told him about my love note. Only because: #1: he is far away in a different country and #2: because my secret is not in Portuguese, so that makes it really really safe. I wrote: Dear Elder Shay, (but when he comes home after two years, then he is just Chandler again). I miss you. A really good thing happened! I got a actually real love note in my desk. It even has my name on it and everything. And then I copied my note so he could read all the words. And then I licked the envelope three times and it was yucky, but I had to make sure that nobody, and I mean nobody, opened it.
I was going to show my mom too, because it is 100 % A-okay to tell secrets to moms. Even when you say promise that you won’t tell anybody, you can tell your moms anyway because they don’t count; and plus, they can keep secrets real good. But my mom had to go to the hospital with the Relief Society and with a big plate of our F.H.E. treats right after our song and stuff because somebody broke their foot on some stairs or something. So mom brought out a plate of cookies for us, and told my dad to watch us really good and help us brush our teeth and say our prayers and then she gave him a big kiss and that made me know that my mom would like my love note alot. I stuffed my letter all the way to the bottom of the huge missionary envelope so my brother Chandler wouldn’t see it because he doesn’t get it (about love notes and stuff), and I just know he would tease me through all Eternity if he saw it. I put my real note back in my pocket and while I ate my cookies, I thought about places that I could hide it safe forever.
The thing is: that Paul W. thinks crush means kissing at recess. I like when he puts notes in my desk (or a piece of licorice). That is my kind of crush. He looks at me sometimes too and I pretend that I am reading my book…well, actually I sort of am reading my book, but sometimes I look to see if he is looking and if he is, then I hurry and look at my book but I don’t see the words. It kind of makes sense and it kinda doesn’t, but love changes things sometimes, that’s all. But kissing tag is not my sort of crush. I asked Luci what she was thinking about crushes because we saw Jeffrey kiss Violet right by the swings and then the bell rang and we were glad it did. Luci said that she didn’t want a kissing crush either because she saw Jeffrey kiss Margaret the Wednesday before that. Yuck! How real of a crush is that?! I was mixed up for a minute about it and so my mind was full and spilling over.
“I think I got an inspiration;” I whispered to Luci this morning, “because my brother, Elder Shay, wrote a letter just to me and it came all the way from Brasil and he told me he liked my letter and that kind crushes were muito bem (very good), because we should like everyone and he even said that once he put a whole candy bar in a girls desk. Then he said: Kind crushes are nice, but kissing crushes are for the one true person we find at college and take to the Temple after you come home from your mission in Brasil! Luci looked reliefed. I knew now why Luci and I were queasy when we saw Jeffrey and Violet by the swings. “And, at the bottom of the letter, my brother wrote: Te Amo! That means he loves me. And Luci Megan, he really does.”
Now for the awful part. Luci told me that William told her, that Christopher said that Paul W. was going to kiss me at lunch recess. Luci and I hid by the scratchy tree, and yup! Here came Paul. I ran as fast as I could and almost tripped by the benches. I ran faster. Luci was trying to keep up with me but she plopped down and yelled: “Run, Hadley K, Run!” Then Paul grabbed my new sweater and made me stop. My face was the reddest pencil in the world because I was getting sad and mad too. “I’m not a kissing crush!” I yelled. “I liked your note, your licorice, and when you smile, and when you are kind, and that’s all!” He blinked a couple of times and wasn’t sure what to say. So I said it. I looked right at him, only 12 or 30 inches away, and of course, I tried to be kind, but truth is truth, and so I spoke my mind: “We’ll talk after your Mission Paul, because right now…you don’t even have your call.” And so it all worked out, and That’s All. ***************************************************************
My used up colored pencils could save the day. I grabbed them and rushed to the pencil sharpener at the back of the room. I started to sharpened the blue one and acted like that note was not even in my pocket just in case Cassandra or somebody was looking. But nobody was, because everyone was staring at Marley who had accidentally used a marker instead of lip gloss at recess. She had her hand over her mouth to cover up her giant mistake and the whole class was busy about her problem, so I sneaked my note and unfolded it out. To Hadley K, I have a big crush about you. From, Paul W. Wow! Oh My! That was a huge love note for me. I stuffed it back in my pocket as fast as I could.
With pointy pencils, I tried to walk normal back to my desk, but Alayna heard a little giggle and looked right at me. Maybe everybody was looking at me. I just looked at my map. This was my first time to know how hard it is to think and be in love at the same time. I accidentally colored a country blue and then my eraser made a hole in the middle of England, which finally got green, even though I was really thinking about other stuff. I sorta wished that the note had been from Ryan. He is so handsome and he has a golden retriever and his mom says hi to me on my way home from school sometimes; or maybe Zachary because he is really nice to everybody. He doesn’t run down the hallways or yell like a banshee on his way to recess and when he plays football, he catches it so good. Oh, and he says thank you when you accidentally knock his backpack off its hook and put it back. But I have to not think about that. My note is from Paul W. and that’s all.
For Family Home Evening that exact Monday, we wrote letters to my brother who is now called Elder Shay. He is on a mission in Brasil and he speaks Portuguese, except he also speaks our language too. I told him about my love note. Only because: #1: he is far away in a different country and #2: because my secret is not in Portuguese, so that makes it really really safe. I wrote: Dear Elder Shay, (but when he comes home after two years, then he is just Chandler again). I miss you. A really good thing happened! I got a actually real love note in my desk. It even has my name on it and everything. And then I copied my note so he could read all the words. And then I licked the envelope three times and it was yucky, but I had to make sure that nobody, and I mean nobody, opened it.
I was going to show my mom too, because it is 100 % A-okay to tell secrets to moms. Even when you say promise that you won’t tell anybody, you can tell your moms anyway because they don’t count; and plus, they can keep secrets real good. But my mom had to go to the hospital with the Relief Society and with a big plate of our F.H.E. treats right after our song and stuff because somebody broke their foot on some stairs or something. So mom brought out a plate of cookies for us, and told my dad to watch us really good and help us brush our teeth and say our prayers and then she gave him a big kiss and that made me know that my mom would like my love note alot. I stuffed my letter all the way to the bottom of the huge missionary envelope so my brother Chandler wouldn’t see it because he doesn’t get it (about love notes and stuff), and I just know he would tease me through all Eternity if he saw it. I put my real note back in my pocket and while I ate my cookies, I thought about places that I could hide it safe forever.
The thing is: that Paul W. thinks crush means kissing at recess. I like when he puts notes in my desk (or a piece of licorice). That is my kind of crush. He looks at me sometimes too and I pretend that I am reading my book…well, actually I sort of am reading my book, but sometimes I look to see if he is looking and if he is, then I hurry and look at my book but I don’t see the words. It kind of makes sense and it kinda doesn’t, but love changes things sometimes, that’s all. But kissing tag is not my sort of crush. I asked Luci what she was thinking about crushes because we saw Jeffrey kiss Violet right by the swings and then the bell rang and we were glad it did. Luci said that she didn’t want a kissing crush either because she saw Jeffrey kiss Margaret the Wednesday before that. Yuck! How real of a crush is that?! I was mixed up for a minute about it and so my mind was full and spilling over.
“I think I got an inspiration;” I whispered to Luci this morning, “because my brother, Elder Shay, wrote a letter just to me and it came all the way from Brasil and he told me he liked my letter and that kind crushes were muito bem (very good), because we should like everyone and he even said that once he put a whole candy bar in a girls desk. Then he said: Kind crushes are nice, but kissing crushes are for the one true person we find at college and take to the Temple after you come home from your mission in Brasil! Luci looked reliefed. I knew now why Luci and I were queasy when we saw Jeffrey and Violet by the swings. “And, at the bottom of the letter, my brother wrote: Te Amo! That means he loves me. And Luci Megan, he really does.”
Now for the awful part. Luci told me that William told her, that Christopher said that Paul W. was going to kiss me at lunch recess. Luci and I hid by the scratchy tree, and yup! Here came Paul. I ran as fast as I could and almost tripped by the benches. I ran faster. Luci was trying to keep up with me but she plopped down and yelled: “Run, Hadley K, Run!” Then Paul grabbed my new sweater and made me stop. My face was the reddest pencil in the world because I was getting sad and mad too. “I’m not a kissing crush!” I yelled. “I liked your note, your licorice, and when you smile, and when you are kind, and that’s all!” He blinked a couple of times and wasn’t sure what to say. So I said it. I looked right at him, only 12 or 30 inches away, and of course, I tried to be kind, but truth is truth, and so I spoke my mind: “We’ll talk after your Mission Paul, because right now…you don’t even have your call.” And so it all worked out, and That’s All. ***************************************************************
