Uhm, Irvin and Lurvene are a couple in my church, they have one of the longest and nicest relationship story. I'm using their names cuz they rhyme.=P No other reason.
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OK here's a story.
The Eraser Irvin was a little boy of 6 attending a neighborhood kindergarten. Lurvene was a little girl of the same age attending the same kindergarten. Like other boys of that age, Irvin plays only with boys, as it is considered weird to be with the opposite sex. After all, boys are made of snips, snails and puppy dog tails. The games played by Boys were preparing them for their gender role, rough and tough they have to be, to take care of their families when they are older, to serve their country and give their all. Girls, on the other hand, being made of sugar, spice and everything nice, play games differently. As such, their social gender role is also different. They are expected to be nice and kind, to be teachers and nurses, to be caregivers. They were to grow to be gentle and delicate, like a flower in hand, beautiful but ethereal.
Irvin, being a boy, continued his time in the kindergarten mixing with boys. Lurvene, being a girl, continued hers with girls. The two have no reason for being friends or speaking to each other, as their world of their gender provided them with everything they needed. Also, they do not wish to be an outcast in their group of friends. Every kid wants to be the popular kid, and since they were both dominant in their masculine and feminine traits respectively, it is no wonder they are one of the more popular children in their clique.
One day, due to an epidemic of chicken pox, there was an odd number of boys and an odd number of girls in their class. Usually this wouldn't pose as a problem, but during Arts and Craft then, the children have to pair up due to the purpose of the project. Despite their popularity, both were left out in the pairing. As such, they were one of the few cross-gender pairings that existed in their 2 years of kindergarten. Although they were both a bit reluctant, as they were afraid of being ostracised, they worked together being the good pupils they are.
The project required them to create a collage of their little school. The reason they worked in pairs is due to a shortage of time and also so that the children would learn to work together to create something beautiful. Well, something beautiful was created and something even more beautiful was too. Despite their gender differences and initial aloofness, they overcame all in the name of cooperation. As both were of a vivacious nature, it was not long before there was much teasing, playing and laughter. They created a work of art with eggshells, coloured paper, white glue and paint. They created another piece of art with their jokes, mindless banter and laughter. Their hands touched one another, and both retracted theirs in shyness. A glance at each other's direction with a twinkle says it all. Their pupils dilate and peered straight into each other. The teacher bellowed, “Time's up, pass up your work.”
As the days in the week go by, they spend more time together. Totally immersed in their little world of laughter and games, they care not of their friends and their gossip. Both were truly engaged in their earnest and innocent friendship. Soon, they became the best of friends. They did not realise that as they spend more time playing together, their separate world of friends began their evil words and these took its toll.
“Irvin,you boy or not? Why you spend so much time with Lurvene? She's a girl, you wanna become like her huh. If you continue like that, we will not friend you anymore.” “Lurvene, why you so like that? Spend so much time with Irvin, later you become boy then you know. Just so you know, if you carry on like that, we won't friend you no more.”
The next day even before they began lessons, both avoided each other and played with their previous group of friends. They did not even dare to look each other's way, only sneaking glances to have a glimpse of each other. Irvin took a quick look but saw Lurvene's eyes away, after he returned his eyeline to his friends, she did likewise and saw the same. Both look so happy being the popular kid in their clique, but they both knew they left something behind and that felt terrible. Their eyes averted, their passion dwindled, what is their friendship worth?
A week past since the day they parted, a week of emptiness and awkwardness. He felt like bursting and she felt the same way too. He made a decision there and then, he couldn't care less what his friends say and think, if he left this precious friend behind, what kind of a person would he be! She made a decision there and then too. The next day before school begins, children played in the corridors and screams of ecstasy and excitement filled the air. Lurvene approached Irvin and gave him an eraser. “I like playing with you and I think we'd make good friends. But the girls don't like me hanging out with you, as you are a boy and I am a girl. I hope you understand.”
Irvin was a little boy of 6 attending a neighborhood kindergarten. Lurvene was a little girl of the same age attending the same kindergarten. Like other boys, Irvin plays only with boys as it is considered weird to be with the opposite sex. After all, boys are made of snips, snails and puppy dog tails. The games played by Boys were preparing them for their gender role, rough and tough they have to be, to take care of their families when they are older, to serve their country and give their all. Girls, on the other hand, being made of sugar, spice and everything nice, played games differently. As such, their social gender role is also different. They were expected to be nice and kind, to be teachers and nurses, to be caregivers. They were to grow to be gentle and delicate, like a flower in hand, beautiful but ethereal.
If the eraser could only erase their differences, they would have something beautiful, but the eraser could not even erase this painful memories of something that could have been.
Kuo Chuan Presbyterian Primary School(92-97)
Presbyterian High School (98-2001)
Pioneer Junior College (2002-2003)
2 yrs lost in time
Nus Fass(2006-
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