Food and Drink and Love and Sex and…Health???

 So far, this blog is chronicling how I came to be interested in the topics of food, sex, love, relationship, health and nature – enough to link them in my book in progress, Licking the Spoon.  My first food was breast milk, the best food for an infant, only I don’t remember it.  What I do remember was the sexy feeling I got…

… from pulling my pants down in front of some boys on the block at the age of four.  Then came the California burgers, exotic Chinese food and even my grandfather’s canned chili and a glass of wine (which clouded my six-year-old brain so that I wasn’t sure how in violation of child labor laws he actually was.) 

 
When I moved to New Jersey for third grade, my mom aspired for me to befriend the rich girls.  But since we were far from rich ourselves, I felt more connection with a poor black girl whose brother was in a bromance with my cool main squeeze.  My mom officially ended things with that girl, but that didn’t stop me from risking my own rep, standing by her when she was being dissed at a party.

In the midst of that confusing quagmire, one of the rich girls introduced me to the wealth to be found in exotic, beautiful nature.  Although I’m sure there were unseen dangers, it seemed the epitome of simple harmony.  For years after, I would call up the image of that place whenever people became too overwhelming.

Nature lover, defender of the poor and black – I sound like a regular Gandhi, except that I feared that some unseen force in the Jersey town was actually turning me into a bad person.  The kind of person who killed baby ducks and humiliated weaker kids at school.  That shit cost me my man, my first heartache.

I was consoled, however, when I met my own bff.  And when we were ten we discovered that we were both budding sex fiends.  Strippers, masturbators, and sweet love makers, we took turns playing the girl vs. the boy in a kissfest as hot as Girls Gone Wild (when we weren’t busy playing Miss Scarlett and Colonel Mustard in a rousing game of Clue.)  That is, until my mom brought me to a screeching halt with the question, “Are you a lesbian???”  And I didn’t know.

So now you’re up to speed.  But the one topic in my list that I haven’t discussed yet is that of health.  My mom was a nurse, my grandmother was a nurse, and my grandfather was a doctor (not the one who fed me wine; the one who fed me ice cream!)  But what was health to me at that age?

Health was waking on a summer morning to sunshine and bird sounds, chest swelling to overflowing with the realization that soon I would be outside.  Health was the film of sweet child sweat that dampened my shirt as I raced with my friends to catch lightning bugs at twilight.  Health was building a snow igloo and then sitting inside, lungs seared by the cold, muscles tired, brain at rest.  It was hugging my mom and digging into a plate of her spaghetti.  It was avidly following each adventure of Nancy Drew and discovering my grandmother’s gilt-edged classics like Little Women and Robinson Crusoe.  It was taking pen to paper to document one girl’s experience of the world.    Health was falling into bed, exhausted at the end of a full day.

Health was everything.  But it was not even a word in my vocabulary.  Yet.

(Licking the Spoon, my book in progress, describes the many elements of
good physical, mental, social and sexual health.)

17 thoughts on “Food and Drink and Love and Sex and…Health???

  1. Am I the only one having flashback from childhood??? The experiences might be different but the feelings are pretty much the same…

  2. I have same experience when I was in childhood. My mom always tell me to play with those kids who looks like good kid, but i have never get alone with them. She should never judged a book by its cover 🙂

  3. Moms always want there kids to hang with the “good crowd” whatever that means and us kids are always going to do what we want. When are they going to learn? haha.

  4. It’s true that health is everything in life, everything that makes you feel good and feel that your life is meaningful.

  5. Wow. That’s all I can say I love this blog it showed us more about you which I love. Can’t wait for more.

  6. Oh my you have the most interesting and intriguing life, I really cant wait till your book’s released its going to be so much fun to read!

  7. Now loose ends are finally being tied as I link this post to the previous one about the topic of lesbianism. That was definitely quite a story! I wish I had a BFF that was as close as you and your BFF… in a sense. XD Furthermore, I thought the idea of befriending a rich girl was a practice shared only among the Asian culture. Now, I guess not.

  8. Wow! This made me reflect on my childhood and upbringing. And it reminds me of when my mother would only let me play with children who came from “good” families. I guess things are not really that different for most of us.

  9. I am curious as if you remember pulling your pants down in front of some boys when you were 4 years of age or are you reminded that you did so?
    This article was very interesting! I never put into thought what the word health meant to me. It’s interesting that after reading “69 ways to lick the spoon in 2013) and this article, I have reevaluated how I look at many aspects of my life. It’s very true that health isn’t just about being healthy. On the contrary, it’s actually just about enjoying life.
    Thank you professor!

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