It was the first Saturday I went to study.
As I parked my car, I didn't realize that there was a kitten laying on the paved alley.
It was the first time (and I hope the last time) my car run over a living animal.
I was stunned when I got out of the car and saw it lying flat.
It was the first time I pray to Jesus for an animal (it wasn't even my pet).
During the lecture I whisper a prayer for the kitten.