David:
My love history began when I was quite young. It all started with the (oh, so serious) crush I had on Sarah Madland in 2nd grade. God she was cute...and smart and kind. I loved the sense of strength and purpose with which she carried herself...the lilt in her voice when she spoke...and the way I felt whenever I got within a few feet of her. I wasn't sure what I wanted with her but I knew that it had something to do with love.
I was Sarah's secret admirer for a brief yet sweet time. I had butterflies in my stomach every time I saw her. I loved that I couldn't stop thinking about her and that my thoughts about her always seemed to be such good ones. Yet it wasn't enough just to feel my feelings. I needed to take action. To this end I lovingly carved her name in a 3 x 7-inch piece of lumber upon which I painted a blue sky, fluffy white clouds, and a beautiful seven-colored rainbow. I wrapped it in Navy blue popcorn wrapping paper (without a note) and then slyly slipped it into her desk when no one was looking. (Fortunately the Gods had placed me in the desk immediately behind hers.)
