My First Dating Experience

I was young, timid, and inexperienced but I fell in love with one foreign student who had come to study the African language at the university. She was stunning. At first, she was not the kind of lady any man would have the guts to walk up to. Being in the art faculty, she would always walk around with friends and sit under a tree, discussing something none of the guys in my department who had always admired her could phantom.

I needed no one to tell me that I was in love with this foreign girl. I just wanted an opportunity to speak to her. I didn't pray about it, I just wished that my desire was made real.

My lifestyle on campus was triangular. I would go for lectures, to the sports complex, and back to the hostel. One of my friends who wanted me to mingle had to introduce me to the Rotary Club which I decided to join because of my love for community development.

It was there I met Rosemary. She us Scottish. The only one I had come to admire since I resumed at the university. It was a happy hour for me and I am proud to say it was one of it kind. Rosemary and I were inducted as new members of the club.

We were on the same procession to swear the oath of allegiance to the rules guiding the Rotary club when our eyes caught each other. As soon as we concluded the oath signing, I ran to her to tell her how much I cherished her but my fears would not allow me. We just chatted away all night as the outgoing members were been sent forth. One thing that happened to me that night was that I got some level of confidence to be talking to a foreign babe.

So, I went all the way to tell her how I have watched her closely, her routine within the art faculty. She was so amazed that I had so much time to follow up on her routine. It was then I asked her for a date and she agreed almost immediately.

Lounge 360

We agreed to meet in three days at the biggest lounge on campus. It was like I was preparing to deliver an inaugural speech. The thought of what I would love to discuss with her kept crossing my mind until it became empty.

I had some money with me but I wasn't sure what Rosemary likes to eat or drink as we never spoke about it. That was one of my fears though. My friends, Tayo and Paul asked me to be calm having read my anxiety. Sooner than expected, it was D-day. I wore a well-ironed shirt and pants with sharp gators.
At the lounge, I chose a corner, away from public view, where my shyness will not drown me. There, I called for water which was served in a tumbler. I sipped and waited for Rosemary.

Then she appeared. Just like in the movies, I stood, stretched out my hands, and helped her to sit before I took my seat directly opposite her. Believe me, she was so beautiful. This evening was quite different. She told me a lot about Scotland and their culture. She ordered only water like me.

One striking thing about Rosemary is that she laughed so loud that I often helped her to close her mouth but she persisted. Rosemary was a brilliant lady. Her grandparents were Christian missionaries who had visited Africa to propagate the gospel, one reason she wanted to learn African languages herself.

We sat in the lounge till late in the evening. When it was time to ask for a meal, she requested African morsels which I thought was not advisable for her. Rosemary wanted to try everything.

That evening, I professed my love for her. After a long stare, she said Yes. It was like that day should not end. I knew my friends back in the hostel would be waiting to hear the full gist of what had transpired. I couldn't wait to tell them that she accepted to be my girlfriend.

I held tightly to her warm hand as we walked through the quadrangle in the school area, watching one particular shining star. I have never been happy until that moment. Rosemary was my first girlfriend ever. As I accompanied her to the hostel, we looked at each other and planted a soft kiss on our lips, then bid ourselves good night.

I watched her walk away through the hallway while I hurriedly returned to my hostel into the ambush of my anxious friends, waiting to watch the movie I will be narrating.

Rosemary thought me a lot of things. I guess she learned some from me too. For the four years I spent on campus, I was so glued to my Rosemary but unfortunately, we lost contact two years after we graduated from the university while she had returned to Scotland.

This was my first dating experience, one I will not forget in my entire lifetime.