Do you remember your first kiss?

I was about 9 and she was 8. The year younger than me at school. I knew her name (and still do) but we'd never spoken and I didn't know she had any interest in me. After lunch she ran across the whole playground in my direction, knocked me to the floor, and kissed me on the lips. I was English, I was in short pants, and I was confused. I didn't know whether to cry, do a lap of the football pitch, or write a Broadway show about the whole thing. Then I noticed she had a milk moustache and I felt something transferred to my own top lip. My stomach juddered and the moment ended.