A few weeks ago he came running out of the toilets waving a condom he had found.My (obvious I thought ) question was -had it been used?This generated a discussion which made the playground supervisor purse her lips a little i.e. how much chance would you have of contracting HIV or Hep C from cutaneous contact with the contents of a condom?We were exploring the effects of time and drying when the supervisor took me aside.This had happened before, she told me (thinks-how active exactly are the middle school population around here?) The problem was, she said, not that he had brought it out of the toilets but that he had proceeded to explain to the other children just what it was used for.
It reminded me of the time when Daughter-of -Mine came to a sex education lecture with us.It was that precious Life Education Group who travel from school to school and offer lectures for parents and children.D.O.M. was 8 at the time.We sat in a darkened lecture theatre while a jolly-hockey -sticks type ran through the introductory patter which went something like "first the mummy and daddy who love each other very much go into their bedroom and kiss and hug and touch each other in a very special way and..."..at which point a bored DOM said in a penetrating voice "why doesn't he just stick it in and get it over with?"The bloke behind leant over and said "now there's a quote to save for the wedding speeches"
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