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What They Wouldn't Learn in Public School, Part II

Chris teaches art at a Catholic high school. Yesterday, to facilitate a new unit on Figure Drawing, he borrowed a human skeleton from the biology department. While discussing the anatomy, he made a comment about the shape of the pelvic bones and how they move apart during childbirth. All the girls in the class screamed at the thought.

Anyway, later in the day a kid came up to him and said, "Mr. K! I heard that you were talking about how babies were born in class!"

"Well, not really," Chris said.

"Yeah!" said another kid. "I heard that you said that when a baby is born, it EXPLODES out of the mother's hips!"

Chris denied saying any such thing. I dunno, maybe he should've stuck with that. It sounds like a pretty good incentive for contraception, to me.




Just remembered the "Sex Education" I received as part of my Home Economics class my senior year of high school. Irony: Two of the girls in the class were pregnant by the end of the school year.

Scary: Just realized that this means that their children are now 16 years old. Where does the time go?

Comments

aimee said…
Maybe we should tell all the kids that. There is no way they would want that, right? :)
Chris said…
Actually, he said that I told them that the baby explodes THROUGH the mother's hip bone, shattering it. He also said I showed the class a childbirth video. At some point, all you can really do is laugh. Or weep.

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