tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post1456860165674238149..comments2024-03-27T05:18:53.795-07:00Comments on The Weaver of Grass: That First KissThe Weaver of Grasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-70767047588876206332023-01-22T14:03:00.839-08:002023-01-22T14:03:00.839-08:00In the 1950's we always had foreign students (...In the 1950's we always had foreign students (French, German, Swedish etc.) to stay in the summer hols - they came to Devon, via an organization, to improve their English, and were housed for a fee. It was a way for families to make a little money during those tough post-war years. We always took in girls but my neighbor took boys. Long story short, my first kiss was by a French boy staying next door - I must have been around 14. It was really nice from what I recall all these years later!!! He returned a couple of years later or a visit but I was kissing English boys by then, haha!!!!!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11915239653283205065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-68021731800144506802023-01-22T07:03:26.641-08:002023-01-22T07:03:26.641-08:00Thank you, Weaver, for telling your story of long ...Thank you, Weaver, for telling your story of long ago that you feel safe sharing in this supportive community. I think I understand what you meant about recognizing that the way G kissed you was not the way you had ever been kissed before. <br /><br />I remember my father and mother kissing me on the lips when I was a child and even when I was older but my first kiss besides that didn't occur until I was 17 years old, away from home, in college, and feeling deep in love with my first boyfriend. I met him in an English class where we studied poetry. We both listened to Bob Dylan's music and read poetry and took walks together. I was naive and innocent. He wanted to make love to me, but I wasn't ready for that. He sensed that and said, "You don't have much experience. I don't want to corrupt you." He found another girlfriend who was no longer a virgin but I know to this day that he retained a fondness for me. I am grateful that he didn't force himself on me. That happened to so many young women of my generation.amhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09212213177713917828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-66356348074844831012023-01-22T04:35:07.298-08:002023-01-22T04:35:07.298-08:00I watched a Netfix film last night centred around ...I watched a Netfix film last night centred around Edgar Allen Poe. I looked him up and discovered he married his 13 year-old first cousin. I had a wild game of 'sardines' once. It all ended when a girl walked edge-on into an open door in the dark. Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-88509320297863459022023-01-22T04:23:30.127-08:002023-01-22T04:23:30.127-08:00Think that's called having the last word, enjo...Think that's called having the last word, enjoy it. Derek Faulknerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05140363868104172311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-86379535912853264422023-01-22T04:18:54.744-08:002023-01-22T04:18:54.744-08:00Nor the way Pat saw it either. I am not the only o...Nor the way Pat saw it either. I am not the only one.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-82640582604625057192023-01-22T04:15:39.512-08:002023-01-22T04:15:39.512-08:00Oh I very much do, I'm just not agreeing with ...Oh I very much do, I'm just not agreeing with the way that you see it, let's leave it at that.Derek Faulknerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05140363868104172311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-81770728231271948122023-01-22T03:52:47.398-08:002023-01-22T03:52:47.398-08:00Retrospective opinions from a modern viewpoint.Retrospective opinions from a modern viewpoint.Derek Faulknerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05140363868104172311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-78923446245013062662023-01-22T03:20:32.496-08:002023-01-22T03:20:32.496-08:00It would appear that this was a man in his mid twe...It would appear that this was a man in his mid twenties who had just become engaged to a girl of roughly the same age. It is certainly not acceptable that he was taking advantage of a young girl at some sort of church event when his wife to be was there and his future mother-in-law and behind curtains in a supposedly innocent game he took advantage of a young, innocent teenager as Pat clearly was, and as Pat says, the second time was "much more" than the first, the mind boggles and I think this man was out of order. It is not as you describe as a 19 year old courting a 15 year old, this incident described by Pat was not as you describe in your dating which was up-front and approved. Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-54346213365465254232023-01-22T01:57:25.376-08:002023-01-22T01:57:25.376-08:00These days Rachel, just looking at somebody the wr...These days Rachel, just looking at somebody the wrong way can be seen as assault. Derek Faulknerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05140363868104172311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-10524100856703730032023-01-22T01:47:54.959-08:002023-01-22T01:47:54.959-08:00Better than my first kiss - when a number of biker...Better than my first kiss - when a number of bikers arrived at our local funfair and I got picked out by one of them - a bit of a chat and then he launched himself at me and "snogged" me (as it was called in those days. It was revolting and so was he!Bovey Bellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13117332471600275100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-71752830323294719592023-01-22T01:42:59.041-08:002023-01-22T01:42:59.041-08:00This was not a story of a first kiss, it was a sto...This was not a story of a first kiss, it was a story of an assault. First kisses are joyous affairs of growing up and fun and good feelings. Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-14211086115800611742023-01-22T01:42:08.329-08:002023-01-22T01:42:08.329-08:00Oh dear this seems like it's being turned into...Oh dear this seems like it's being turned into something more serious than it probably was. The fact that Pat was probably a shy and naive young girl possibly made her react in the way that she did and remembers it in that same way. Probably other young girls there would of been delighted if they'd of been the one chosen.In 1966 when I was 19 I met and began courting a girl who was 15. Nobody at that time, including her parents, saw any problem with it but I guess looked at through today's wokery eyes that would be looked at as me being some kind of sexual predator. <br />We went on to get married by the way which kind of debunks that way of thinking. Derek Faulknerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05140363868104172311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-67893127650979335202023-01-22T01:31:57.634-08:002023-01-22T01:31:57.634-08:00Like some of the others here have said, I feel sor...Like some of the others here have said, I feel sorry for M, and for you - G had no business to do that to you, not only because he was engaged to be married, but also because of the age difference.<br />Still, the whole episode makes for very good reading and an interesting glimpse of a world long gone.<br />My first kiss was at a school party with a boy from my class. We got along well enough but neither fancied the other; the kiss was part of a game but felt very nice. When comparing notes with the other girls, we all agreed that J was a great kisser. This was ca. 1982, when I was 14.Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704656564078750607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-45945384430316781822023-01-22T01:31:07.924-08:002023-01-22T01:31:07.924-08:00Rachel - you are of course quite right. My son w...Rachel - you are of course quite right. My son was horrified and said I should have said something at the time. I came from a home where things like that were not spoken of and I am sure my mother would haave just brushed it off and told me not to be so silly.<br /><br />Frances - I must have been about fifteen.<br /><br />Thanks everyone - we all have long memories!The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-63319280513576876312023-01-22T01:24:12.812-08:002023-01-22T01:24:12.812-08:00Oh yes, I remember - says she, smiling!Oh yes, I remember - says she, smiling!the veg artisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04029588460808570133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-80074477172599687502023-01-22T01:04:08.813-08:002023-01-22T01:04:08.813-08:00It all sounds very horrible to me given that G was...It all sounds very horrible to me given that G was clearly a man in his twenties and you were a very young teenager. Not nice at all. Sorry. I hope better memories of a first kiss followed later. This one was more of an assault than anything else.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-11221592405424657802023-01-22T01:01:16.052-08:002023-01-22T01:01:16.052-08:00actually now thinking about it we must have been 1...actually now thinking about it we must have been 11 or 12 - not olderSue in Suffolkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13166036914348424622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-35939960142730207832023-01-22T00:59:42.167-08:002023-01-22T00:59:42.167-08:00My first kiss was at 12 or 13 - he was the same ag...My first kiss was at 12 or 13 - he was the same age and I vaguely knew him because our primary schools had met up years before for country dance events. Later I found he worked for County Council Roads and Colin knew him and worked with him sometimes. I never saw him again until Colin's funeral, didn't recognise him and he had to tell me who he was. Funny old worldSue in Suffolkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13166036914348424622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-85208806232213106822023-01-22T00:45:30.102-08:002023-01-22T00:45:30.102-08:00I would not be surprised if G went on to have affa...I would not be surprised if G went on to have affairs ! How old were you when he targeted you? Franceshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02576715462615744934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-28695801220339543482023-01-21T22:53:24.811-08:002023-01-21T22:53:24.811-08:00"Ah yes, I remember eet well""Ah yes, I remember eet well"John "By Stargoose And Hanglands"https://www.blogger.com/profile/00832873074550725579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-87558285376175916932023-01-21T19:13:48.001-08:002023-01-21T19:13:48.001-08:00I had finished my first quarter of college and was...I had finished my first quarter of college and was home for Christmas break. At a party of friends and classmates, I danced with and got a great kiss from a guy from my class, had hardly said hello to him in school, we were in different groups. I know heโs married, but he always makes a point to say hello to me at our reunions. 50 years next year!<br />Bonnie in Minneapolis Bonniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06430550789402432373noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-41345252238797230742023-01-21T18:04:46.379-08:002023-01-21T18:04:46.379-08:00Interesting that a prom is now part of British cul...Interesting that a prom is now part of British culture, as this is a very American tradition and unheard of in my day too ( 1970's) LOL my first kiss was under the influence of the drink Kahlua and my then to be first husband was the one. I was sooo shy and had never been kissed before at age 19. It took place in the living room of the house I shared with him and another GI. Listening to a selection of hits on his reel to reel tape circa 1972 ? In Bury St Edmunds, Garland St, Suffolk I have written about it in my memoirs on my blog Diary 6 California.marlanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15128039722160556974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-6012660258466027492023-01-21T14:20:24.939-08:002023-01-21T14:20:24.939-08:00We were at the church youth group playing postman&...We were at the church youth group playing postman's knock. You had to go into the kitchen. I did NOT want to kiss the boy. I ran out of the kitchen door, all round the building and sneaked into the side door. He followed me. We saw everybody hovering round the kitchen door, and the leaders were getting anxious because we had not emerged. Finally one knocked and went in... finding the kitchen empty. Then we said "we are here!" and everyone laughed. My first kiss came later, it was OK I guess. The best kisses came much later, from the man I have loved for almost 45 years ๐Angelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13494078135251214182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-22228729389192260822023-01-21T13:54:19.742-08:002023-01-21T13:54:19.742-08:00Just reading your replies on my way to bed. It d...Just reading your replies on my way to bed. It didn't occur to me to slap his face - I was far too shy and would have done anything he suggested rather than make a fuss. He probably knew that. They did marry and have a family but they moved away and I neither saw or heard of them again.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-71697943464407427512023-01-21T13:42:28.331-08:002023-01-21T13:42:28.331-08:00My first kiss was unremarkable and embarrassing. E...My first kiss was unremarkable and embarrassing. Early high school years, being taken home in a car from a youth club function, with a young man being taken home also. We were the back seat passengers of a 'long-established' teenage couple.<br />I've never had a more disinterested, almost obligatory kissing session, obviously before, or since. I didn't know if I was supposed to hold my breath, if he could tell this was my first kiss, and if this was the forerunner to him being my first boyfriend. Never saw or heard from him again... a very blase type of guy, handsome and 'so cool' at 16! Thank goodness it was all pretty tame.- Pam.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com