"Dang! Dang! Dang!" Whenever I hear the sound of church, it always brings back a flood of memories because it was my first love that started in church ......
When I was a student, I was already a devotee and I always went to church every week to attend mass. In fact, there was another reason why I never changed, and that was to meet "him", a priest of the church, who seemed to be a student at a very young age.
When I first saw him, I was attracted to him by his appearance and manner, why this was so, I don't know. It wasn't long before I found out that the "church boy" I had been longing for was a classmate a grade above me at my school and the brother of my best friend, Janet. Janet told me that her brother was very "smart", not only in schoolwork but also in sports, which made me admire him even more. I finally got the chance to talk to him face to face at a dinner party at his home. I don't remember what we talked about, but I do remember that my heart was beating fast and my palms were sweating.
We had our first date after the big dinner, and from then on, we always talked to him on the phone every night, sometimes late into the night. I kept this from my mother because she was a very determined and stubborn person and I was afraid she would object. Although she never objected, the reason we broke up was because she wanted to send me to England to study.
When he found out, he knelt down in front of me and begged me not to go, but I knew my mother's temperament and it was hard to change what I had decided.
After a few arguments, his family agreed to let him go to Canada where he had relatives to look after him. His application for a Canadian visa was quickly approved, so he left before me.
"When I get to Canada, I'll definitely do the paperwork and come to England to see you. I will definitely look for you in the UK when I get to Canada," he said, holding my hand as we saw him off at the airport. When he arrived in Canada, he wrote to me every day, but as time passed, the letters became more and more sparse, and when I arrived in England, he only called on me once or twice during my holidays.
After that, we didn't see each other again. ......
In fact, when I was at the airport watching his plane slowly leave the runway, I already had a feeling that our love affair, like the plane, would grow apart.
I had a feeling that the relationship between us would be like a plane, and that the distance would get farther and farther apart, leaving only a deep trace!"
The first love ( another article about "First Love"...)
The love affair between Weng Meiling and Kent Tong is well known, but a girl like Weng Meiling is no stranger to having her first love when she was 15, according to Weng Meiling.
"In F.3, I was in such a hurry to get back to school that I knocked over a boy's books. I was so embarrassed that everyone was embarrassed. .... A few days later, I was playing ball with my best girlfriend at school, but I missed and the ball hit a boy's head."
"And then, by coincidence, it turned out that he was my classmate's brother. My "first love" began. We often went out together and had fun together, but in the year of F.4, he had to emigrate to Canada with his family. My first love ended in vain."
A romantic coincidence is a story worth remembering. So, Weng Meiling continues, "Although I was young at the time and did not know what love was, and it was a fruitless story, I cherish it very much and will never forget it."