Childhood, Sunday Scribblings

Crush, Unrequited

(Sunday Scribblings prompt: Crush)

I had a crush on a boy named Ryan when I was 11 years old. He was a year older than me and we went to the same church. His voice was changing and it cracked horribly, but I didn’t care. At the time, he was slightly shorter than me. (I reached my current height of 5’9″ by the time I was 11 or 12, and then stopped growing. It took the guys a few years to catch up.)

Not long after I realized my crush, we had a Christmas play at church and I was cast as Ryan’s wife. Boy, was I happy — even though I only had to speak a line or two, and it wasn’t like Ryan and I ever had private time together to practice our lines. (Which was probably just as well. If I’d been forced to talk to him one-on-one I would have been horribly tongue-tied and capable of babbling only semi-coherent sentences at best.) But I did get to stand next to him on stage, and I got to call him “husband.” That was fun.

At some point somebody did tell him I liked him, but he never acted on it. Not that I can blame him, seeing as how I looked like this at the time:

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I have a picture with him in it, although you can’t see his face very well. This was taken a few years later, when I was 13 and a group of us sang in front of the church. I’m in the back row, far right (with the red shawl), and Ryan is in the middle row, far left.

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I wonder what happened to old Ryan? (A Google search didn’t help. He has the same last name as someone who is more well-known.)

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13 Comments

  • Reply Marie D. February 18, 2007 at 10:15 am

    That reminded me of a very similar story, especially the 5’9″ part, because I had the same problem at age 12! LOL

  • Reply jen February 18, 2007 at 11:13 am

    do you know what school he went to? if so, you could try classmates.com — it’s free to just look and see who has signed up.

  • Reply Regina Clare Jane February 18, 2007 at 11:52 am

    Hee hee- I think you’re adorable- sometimes guys just don’t get it…

  • Reply fw sunshine February 18, 2007 at 1:51 pm

    Wow – that reminds me of being that age too – I was 5’9″ by the time I entered 6th grade, and I was exceedingly skinny, complete with buck teeth, braces and headgear. I was a real hit the the boys, as you can imagine.

  • Reply Liza February 18, 2007 at 2:17 pm

    oh, that prompt crush brought us down to a memoery lane didn’t it? Thanks for sharing your story and photo :). I enjoyed your scribblings 🙂

  • Reply rel February 18, 2007 at 2:37 pm

    Zandria,
    This reminds of a high school trip I took on the band bus. Next to me sat this attractive, tall, senuously slim, blonde girl. She was a freshman and I was a senior. There is no question that she had a crush I me. I was attracted to her, but had a steady girl friend (she wasn’t in the band).
    Unfortunately she moved to Chicago a few months later. I did write to her when I was in the Navy and she did respond, but we never explored a relationship further. Pleasant memories though. Thanks for taking me back
    rel

  • Reply GeL(Emerald Eyes) February 18, 2007 at 4:23 pm

    awww- enjoyed your trip down memory lane.

  • Reply Christie February 18, 2007 at 4:40 pm

    I often think about old crushes.

    Maybe he’ll stumble upon your blog and say hi 🙂

  • Reply Mandi February 19, 2007 at 9:10 am

    Ahh, the church musical crush, I know it well. Love the photos to bring it all into perspective!

  • Reply gautami February 19, 2007 at 10:02 am

    Sigh. How we wish for those!

  • Reply Malia February 19, 2007 at 11:35 am

    I was thinking the same thing…what if he showed up here…

    Malia

  • Reply merry February 21, 2007 at 11:07 am

    Well, seeing how I was probably a foot shorter than you at age 11 (I didn’t reach my full height of 5’3″ until 15 or so), my height wasn’t a problem, but I think I had the same glasses!

    Since I wanted to share a photo, I decided to write about my bespectacled misery here: http://blog.merrymishaps.com/2007/02/mid-eighties-torture-devices.html

  • Reply Ron February 25, 2007 at 10:34 pm

    Wish I’d known you when I was 13, maybe I could’ve conned you into betraying Ryan. Oh, well…

    By the way, your blog is showing up all phase-shifted or something! Out of alignment.

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