So We Had "The Talk...."

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277301306058843500.post-16160731863627398522008-05-17T09:27:00.000-07:002008-07-09T13:52:22.287-07:00So We Had "The Talk...."...And I Feel Like I Need To Go Shower...So Dirty...So Very Very Dirty I've been struggling for days about how to make this post humorous, because that's kind of my thing. It makes me feel better about the everyday tragedies that are my job and (so I think) it makes you laugh. It's a win win. I'm not sure that I can do it. To catch up those of you who have not read my post about <a href="http://itsnotallflowersandsausages.blogspot.com/2008/05/lets-talk-about-sex-baby-lets-talk.html">The Talk</a> (first of all, shame on you for not reading)...I have recently discovered that several of my very young students are talking about sex, including lesbianism, rape and pussies (sorry for the graphic language...but it is all them, not me) and I, being the adult in the room, needed to deal with it. (sigh) Sometimes I SO don't feel like being the adult. At first, I was going to have a colleague come help me. She's amazing and works with our older students on "non-discussable" topics. We were going to do a read aloud, talk about the words that are being used and then doing some role playing. But at the last minute, I changed my mind and had her pull out the repeat offenders for a one-on-one chat. I made this decision because (a) I'm a huge wuss, (b) I just don't feel ready to use the words "dick" and "boobs" in front of my class, and (c) I didn't want to be responsibile for introducing these words or topics to the children in my class who may NOT be dirty talking their way through recess. Ok, so it was mostly (c)...I just had visions of the whole thing back firing on me and the situation deteriorating into an innocence-robbing session for some of my friends. I mean, to quote <a href="http://itsnotallflowersandsausages.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-now-lets-talk-about-privates.html">the Weave's fine wisdom,</a> they have a lifetime of talking about sex, touching and what exactly a vagina is. So really, all I got was a play by play from my colleague. Which was enough, thank you very much. Evidently, four kids (two in my class) started a "Sex Club" where they get together, talk about sex and various body parts, and, possibly, look at each other in the bathroom. And I don't mean in the mirror. Cut to me, with my hand over my mouth, eyes wide, stomach churning as my colleage relayed this information to me. I mean, COME ON!!! What happened to, "He called me dumb!", "She said shut up!" or "He farted!"?? I can deal with name calling, the shut ups and the farts. I mean, once I had <a href="http://itsnotallflowersandsausages.blogspot.com/2007/08/oops-i-crapped-my-pants.html">a kid come back to the room covered in his own poo</a>....I would so much rather have a friend covered in poo than a "Sex Club" to deal with. Long story short (or maybe it's already long....), my colleague had a big heart to heart with these kids about the words they are using. She recognized their curiosity but told them that HOW they are using these words is not okay at school. Then she referred them all to their parents for more information. Next week, we are going to sit down with their parents as well and tell them the whole story. Pass the buck much?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type='text/javascript' src='http://track2.mybloglog.com/js/jsserv.php?mblID=2007062908072112'></script><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7277301306058843500-1616073186362739852?l=itsnotallflowersandsausages.blogspot.com'/></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17626312424386098313noreply@blogger.com14