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My romantic love story
When I was a child, I used to join with a gang of boys. I never heard anything like: ?oYou are girl. You should look after baby doll wear dresses and learn how to cook.? I liked to be a brave militant in combat with enemy and command-in-chief. I would usually have chuckle and burst out laughing when my grand mother would shout at mê? you?Tre very noisy and naughty. Go to taking a bath and wash your hair, hurry up, now?
Up to when I was 14 years old, my close friend-Tam invited me to his birthday party. My mother compelled me wear a rosy dress and tied hair with pink ribbon. At the party, I felt uncomfortable and wanted to cry. Everybody looked at me, I thought I looked like an ugly puppet and my face was sorrowful. Tam talked to mê? To day you?Tre very beautiful, you under go a complete change.? I felt better and smiled at him, but I could not say anything because it was a first time a boy thought I am good-looking. In the evening, Tam called me to say:? Good night and have nice dream! I want to say to you that: you are a lovely girl. I didn?Tt know what to say, I said? Happy birthday! Good night Tam. Byê?Byê?. Then, I couldn?Tt sleep all night because I thought I said silly things.
The next day morning, I saw him on the way to school. Tam greeted me and took me by his bicycle. From that time, we tried to meet each other to talk and do something together. At Christmas that year, Tam, some friends and me went to see a firework celebration. We walked on foot and tried to move through the crowded streets. Tam kept my hand to avoid loosing me. His hands were warm and liability. I felt my heart thumbing and tightly held his hand. That night, Tam took me home. At my front door, he gave me a present lovely 2 dolls kissing each other. Tam looked into my eyes, touched my hair, and kissed my cheek. Then he ran into the dark.
For the two weeks, I avoided meeting him, but my soul met him. In class, he tried to look to my eyes, but I looked away. In one physical training lesson, I twisted my leg, and Tam took me home. On the way, he said to me that I hurt his heart. He added:? When your leg is pain, I got more double pain, I want to be next to you every time and protect you?. His word made me feel warm. I said to him: ?oI like you very much. I think a lot of you and I don?Tt know what to dô?. We laugh all that afternoon, inspire of my painful leg.
Tam reminded me about our childhood memories. We had a pretend wedding, when we were in second class. I didn?Tt remember but he said at that time I liked him and wanted him to be my husband. He was so shy and tried to avoid it. Some other girls and I arranged a party and invited our classmates to come to celebrate my wedding. I didn?Tt tell him but let my best friend Hong tell him. As a little and innocent boy, he was so shy and angry. He thought that he would be a fool to others. His face became red. He said no and ran directly back to his home. A day before wedding, some boys teased him. They shouted at Tam and show him the invitation papers that I wrote. With the red face, he tried to get hold of them to takeover the papers and tear them apart. Sometime, he fought with them and was beaten black and blue, because he was not strong. Tam felt terrible. In the class, he avoided the ridiculous eyes and wanted the lesson finished quickly. He swore under his breath that I was a crazy girl and brought trouble to him. When the class finished, he flowed out of the class and run as fast as possible to home. Some boys ran follow him laughing and showing the invitation. To put fuel into the fire, some neighbors asked him about the wedding. All that evening, his stayed in his bed and tried to ignore his mother?Ts call him to join this party. I laughed at him and called him:?My silly boy, come on?. He felt disappointed and thought there was no place on earth for him anymore. Tam slept without diner. Several months later, he was still suffering from that disaster. Now maybe, everyone has forgotten it? Then him and I were divided into two different classed and didn?Tt see each other until we were 6th class. He and I saw each other like nothing happened before, no one reminded again about this. He said to mê? You gave me a big impression. You always bulled me. I used be afraid of you, but now I want you do it again?
We found we had a lot of common things. We liked listening music when it was raining, eating a lot of sweet candies and playing video games.
Two years passed so quickly with a lot of memories. One day, he came to my house with a red rose and a box. I was very surprise to see him; because it was the first time he had given rose to me. Young but old enough, I knew that a rose meant love. I stayed for a moment; I didn?Tt know what to do. I came back to reality when he say me if he could come into my house. After 15-minute silence he broke it: ?oI must go to United State with my family?. Then he said he wished I would stay healthy and happy in Vietnam. I wanted to say a lot but words I only could say to him ?oGood bye and Good luck to you and your family? when we were at the doorway.
When I went back home I slowly opened the box. There was his diary. Tam wrote in it our entire childhood story.
The last sentence, I still remember:? I will miss you forever?. Today when writing about this story, I ask myself? Tam! Are you still missing me???Text
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LOVE MEANS YOU NEVER HAVE TO SAY SAY SORRY

ĐỈợc sửa chữa bởi - Gladiator vào 08/05/2002 09:28

bai viet hay đấy nhưng có nhất thiết phai viết bắng tiếng ANh không.Tui nghĩ nên đưa vào Englíh club thi toót hơn

Xin mạn phép bạn thichkhoai chuyển bài này vào English club của Saigon Club
Gladiator
Được sửa chữa bởi - Gladiator vào 08/05/2002 09:29

Your love story is interesting. And your English is good. But I think your story is not true. Because at that time you were too young to love. It's only my idea. Because now I am 25 years old, I don't know what is love, how to love and the sweet of love.
treco

I think it's a sweet and touching story. I just wonder is that guy still loving you? and what happened after he left Vn?
p2p

Thichkhoai ,
That was a very touching and lovely story . I really , really loved it . It seemed to come straight from your heart . I had misty eye reading it , especially the last paragraph about the diary .
Your English is pretty good . A few corrections here and there and this story can be submitted to a romance's writing contest . Who wouldn't be touched by that kind of sweet puppy love . In each of our childhood, we all went thru pure and innocent first love like yours .
Again , thanks for sharing .