Me & My Firsts

People usually say that "Firsts" are always somehow special . . . And I've been hearing this for quite frequently. Personally, I'm more into "Last" rather than "First". But when I turned my yellowish childhood pages, that "Firsts" are still sweet, funny and cute memories yet almost all of them are already gone. Here, I'm gonna list down my "First" both of materials and events . . . just for remembrance . . .

My First Word
My mom use to tell me about this as an old nursery story . . . My very first word is "Phae" which make my dad to love me the most among my siblings. Sorry to my little bro & sis :P I got the point from my dad.

My First Music
A cassette tape of English nursery songs. A present from my dad for me and I love that tape so much and played it all the time even until I was about to high school. Songs like "Black-Eyed Susan", "Dickory Dock", & "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" and so on. I think it's still in my room at my home.

My First Instrument
It's a bit funny that I'm not passion about classical and traditional music, but the music instrument I played very first in my life is "Xylophone" . . . I even got a second prize medal in township xylophone competition ('cos there were only 3 students for the competition). As usual, my dad ordered a xylophone for me and still at my home with many spider webs 'cos there's no one who played it after me.

My First Bike
It was a blue BMX. I got it as a present from my dad when I was 7. When I saw dad taking that bike into the house, I was so excited, run to my dad, took that bike, tried to ride and fallen down 'cos I forgot that I wasn't able to ride a bike at that time . . . My times at primary school until middle school was just with that blue BMX. I used to make (will be more accurate if I say "try to make") stunts with that bike. For example, riding it up to the top of "wood dust" and braked abruptly to jump with bike, as I've seen in TV. Of course, many scars are still with me . . .

My First Poem
If I say about this, it's a bit long and sad story. My first poem was about blue mountains of my home town. It was just four lines with rhyme. I wrote down it in an old office diary of my dad. I showed it to my mom and she was really really angry. I was blamed quite seriously and that poem was teared apart. Yes, my mom never wanted me to be a poet or a writer whatever. I was obedient for some years but later (just like during my high school years) I kept my secret diary which is filled with my old poems . . .

My First Music Player
Again, my dad gave as present for me. It was a second hand "Aiwa" walkman with very nice quality. None of later walkmans that I owned are not as good as this one.

My First "All Star"
I got the hunger for all star since I was in high school. I noticed it from my basketball teacher but unfortunately it was a super expensive shoes for a remote place just like my home town. I craved it for days and nights in all 3 seasons. At last, the thing I bought with my second salary is a pair of brand new "all star". (What I've done with my first salary? Yes, I paid respect to my parents with my first salary. This is my interrupted boasting :D ). It is a black one with long neck. Even though, it worn out and pale color now, I'm still wearing it passionately.

My First Camera
Casio QVR 61. I bought it with the price of 100 US$ when my salary was about 130 by eating the whole month only instant noodle. It was with me only about 2 years then I gave it to one of my friends as parting present.

My First Book Collection
Second hand books of "Tar Yar Min Wai" from the book rental house. I'm quite familiar with the owner, so she used to resell me this books. Now I have over 40 of sayar Tar Yar Min Wai books. They are in the rare list of things I'm really stingy :P

My First Osho
"Truth, the greatest offender". Fortunately, I found it in a book store with reasonable price though it is new one.

My First Sport
Jogging. When I was about 7 years old, there were many kids who are more or less same age with me; who are also my neighbors. We all in total was about 8-10. They waked me up in the early morning just like 5 o'clock and we did jogging to the outside of our small town. Dogs along the way we jogged barked a lot and it seemed like people from near houses also woke up with our group.

I'm gonna update this subject if some other Firsts comes up to my mind or some other First happen :P Another thing is I'm a bit worry of saying only about materials rather than emotions. So, let me think of something which is First & sweet :)

with love
BS