Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Tell us about your first friend.
I never had an imaginary friend. I feel like I may have missed out on an integral part of an odd bod’s childhood by not actually having an imaginary friend. Hairy and I were actually talking about this the other day, and he’s never had one either. We both read a lot as children, so maybe that would be a part of it. I grew up close to family, Hairy comes from an entire clan of brothers and so we didn’t really have to rely on ourselves as our only company. I was definitely a bit of an odd child. I had hundreds of teddy bears that I insisted all had to sleep on the bed with me and I was overly attached to a few of them even into my teens! I
My first human friend? If you don’t count family then it would have to be a girl I met in reception called Becka Cook. She was small, blond and had glasses. We lived on the same road and I remember going over to hers to play a couple of times. She moved away after reception I think, and I didn’t really think of her again until a few years ago when I got a friend request from her. She now lives in America, is married and is expecting her first child. We’ve rekindled contact and are chatting again, but it’s odd trying to be friends with someone on the other side of the world that I haven’t spoken to properly since I was five. I’m still in touch with another of my friends from as long ago as I can remember but again it’s hard when you don’t see each other.
If you count family, it’s clearly my sister who was my first ever friend. She’s had my back since I can remember, used to play daft games with me and tidy my room. After that, my dude of a cousin would definitely be someone I count as a close friend and probably one of my earliest friends. There were four of us cousins, all close in age (about four years from oldest to youngest but there are many more now) and we grew up exceptionally close I think.
I did have a boy friend at primary school. Not a boyfriend, but a friend who was a boy. After Becka moved away, I made friends with a boy and a girl and was basically the only reason they tolerated each other although I loved them both. The boy, A-DW, was a sporty kid who actually broke part of my tooth off in the playground once! Accidentally that time, but he flashed my pants to the playground too and that was definitely on purpose. The girl, JH, was my best friend all the way through primary school. We had close birthdays and were crazy about animals and both wanted to be vets so we got on really well. It only fizzled out after we ended up going to different secondary schools.
My first friend at secondary school (apart from the few girls that I knew from primary school!) was somebody my sister knew. We were all in the school choir, she was absolutely awful at singing but she was nice. A bit odd, but nice enough to a terrified year seven who had no idea where to go. She introduced me to Anne McAffrey and the Chronicles of Pern, lent me books and we did Guiding things together too.
How about you? Do you remember your first friend? If so, are you still in touch with them?