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I was the strangest little Kid. I wasn't interested in anything. Every thing just seemed to be a bore, and I couldn't understand why I was a little Kid.
My Mom was always losing me. She would make me go shopping with her, and I would think, "oh, more shopping, I'm going to sleep."
So, I would crawl under a display or something and go to sleep.
After a while, all the sales girls would be on the alert whenever I would walk into a department store, because they knew I was going to find some place to hide away. But the worst place was the sand box.
Whenever my Mom would take me to the sand box, I would think, "oh, no, I have to be around all those Kids that think this is fun."
I mean after putting the sand in your pail once, the thrill is gone.
So of course, I would go right to sleep in the sandbox. But the ultimate low was Kindergarten. All of these kids playing with little blocks and making a mess with all those crayons. I went right to sleep on that.
The teacher would say to my Mom, "I don't understand your Son, he refuses to stay awake in my class."
I thought, "oh, let me hurry and grow up. Life as a little Kid, is just too boring."
I mean really, I felt like I had nothing in common with the junior set. Then, this was almost a bright note.
Someone from a modeling agency noticed me sound asleep in the sandbox one day and said to my Mom, "Your Son is really handsome, I would like to model him."
I thought, "hey, that might be interesting."
But no. My Mom said, "I want my Son to have a normal childhood and not have to grow up with cameras everywhere."
I thought, "Mom, are you crazy? I can be a star here. And anyway. What kind of a normal childhood is this that I'm having? Everything bores me."
Then one day, my Mom took me to the Park for a picnic with her friend and her friends little daughter, that was the same age as I. We were both 7 at the time.
I thought, "oh, another boring picnic, and now I'm going to have to listen to all their shopping talk. I'm going to sleep."
So, I found a nice spot on the grass and I feel sound asleep. Then after a while, I felt something crawling on me. I opened my eyes and noticed that it was my Mom's, friends, daughter. I noticed that my Mom and her friend were busy chatting away, and were not even aware that the girl was crawling all over me.
I thought, "well, if I close my eyes and pretend I'm sleeping, the girl will go away and find something else to crawl on."
But no, she kept crawling all over me.
I'm thinking, "well, I don't know what she thinks she's doing, but I'm just going to keep my eyes closed until she gets bored and goes away."
Then, all of a sudden, I feel something soft on my lips.
I'm thinking, "hmmmm, that feels good. I wonder what that can be?"
It just kept feeling nicer and nicer.
Then I thought, "oh, what the heck. Let me open my eyes to see what this is."
Then I notice, that its the girls lips, that are on mine.
I asked, "whats that"?
She said, "thats a kiss."
I said, "oh, I like that."
She said, "I like that to."
I smiled and said, "oh, at last something thats not boring."
Well, since that day, my life really changed. I wasn't falling asleep all over the place anymore. I seemed to be wide awake and interested.
But, I always wonder. "Was it the kiss that day, when I was seven, that sparked something in me; or was it just time to wake up?"
Well, whatever, I have been wide, awake, ever since. And that is the story of my first kiss, and my first unboring moment.
