I do not believe in sex education. Since my brain was slow during the growing years, I didn’t understand sex. All I remember from my sex education classes were the photos of the reproductive parts.
When I turned eighteen, I didn’t even know about romance novels and soft pornography contained in those pages. Of course, at that time, I was curious! And I wanted to find out more. The influence came with a Vietnamese girl with special gifts, just like her mother.
That was the only time I learned what sex meant because I didn’t really have friends to call during my growing years. The influence of the `real world` was kept to a protective minimum of innocence.
And so like today’s children being indoctrinated into the importance of reproductive rights, the responsibility to manage their bodies (from dressing proactively to making babies) and the reality of graduating from school and getting a job, the minds of youth are impressionable.
That is why the ages of 13 to 19 (spelled thirteen to nineteen) means children are still learning about themselves and the world at large. And for older farts like me, teenagers are comparably still like children, not knowing about the real education of raising a family.
And that is the challenge of the adults: Don’t teach these kids more than they need to know. Or you will end up being a grandparent in your early prime.
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