Lower Five sex education
Nov. 18th, 2003 05:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ravenI'm tired, but I haven't done anything. I didn't even bother getting out of bed this morning. Stayed there in the full knowledge that I was going to be late, so I might as well stay in bed and be later. I wasn't even late, in the end. That was almost disappointing.
What wasn't disappointing was the fact Chemistry was kind of sort of cancelled. We were told to go away and do a test paper somewhere else, as Mrs Miller was away. So I went out, bought some sweets, then went back to the library to do the test paper. It was horrible. I later found out that Mrs Miller wasn't away, but doing sex education with the Lower Fives. It's the year where they have to practise putting condoms on polystyrene penises, which amused me slightly. The way they do it is hilarious, yanking them on. Charlotte Barry fainted. Apparently she's allergic to rubber and never knew before. Becca wondered what she's going to do when she's older. I wondered, too.
Nothing else really happened. At lunch, Nicola and I had a brief pseudo-argument about whose turn it was to change the newspapers. "I'll do it," she said in the end, "because you're so stupid-" and she walked into a door. I laughed for ten minutes.
Talking of stupid, I had a Biology practical. I dropped things. Sarah squirted amylase everywhere. No-one seemed capable of doing anything without making a mess of it somehow. It was all very typical.
Got home to find envelope from the DVLA. I have a provisional license. It's not valid until January, of course, but after that it's valid for nine years and once I've taken my test it's valid for fifty-seven years. The picture of me isn't too awful, thankfully.
I'm tired and hungry and all the rest of it. I don't think I want to write any more.
What wasn't disappointing was the fact Chemistry was kind of sort of cancelled. We were told to go away and do a test paper somewhere else, as Mrs Miller was away. So I went out, bought some sweets, then went back to the library to do the test paper. It was horrible. I later found out that Mrs Miller wasn't away, but doing sex education with the Lower Fives. It's the year where they have to practise putting condoms on polystyrene penises, which amused me slightly. The way they do it is hilarious, yanking them on. Charlotte Barry fainted. Apparently she's allergic to rubber and never knew before. Becca wondered what she's going to do when she's older. I wondered, too.
Nothing else really happened. At lunch, Nicola and I had a brief pseudo-argument about whose turn it was to change the newspapers. "I'll do it," she said in the end, "because you're so stupid-" and she walked into a door. I laughed for ten minutes.
Talking of stupid, I had a Biology practical. I dropped things. Sarah squirted amylase everywhere. No-one seemed capable of doing anything without making a mess of it somehow. It was all very typical.
Got home to find envelope from the DVLA. I have a provisional license. It's not valid until January, of course, but after that it's valid for nine years and once I've taken my test it's valid for fifty-seven years. The picture of me isn't too awful, thankfully.
I'm tired and hungry and all the rest of it. I don't think I want to write any more.
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on 2003-11-18 10:35 am (UTC)Blah.
That does sound like your typical practical... Better than fish heads though!
And woo for the provisional licence!
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on 2003-11-19 10:52 am (UTC)no subject
on 2003-11-18 01:57 pm (UTC)Saran wrap. Ziplock baggies. Lesbian-who-uses-plastic-dildos.
I'm amazed that students are actually allowed to hear about condoms or birth control. It's very, very common in the US for sex education to be legally limited to abstinence.
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on 2003-11-19 10:53 am (UTC)Abstinence?
Don't they understand the implications for the human race, if everyone abstained?
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on 2003-11-19 03:47 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2003-11-18 03:02 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2003-11-19 10:55 am (UTC)Make a phone post, make a phone post...
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on 2003-11-19 12:03 pm (UTC)*crosses fingers that they'll get 800 numbers up soon...*
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on 2003-11-19 05:10 am (UTC)Whenver I hear about this kind of thing, it's what makes me osrta glad I went to a Catholic school. Our sex education consisted on an RE lesson in which we were told of the various things we could only do if we fancied eternal damnation. Barrier contraception is one of them. I laughed.
Although, looking back, this might explain why, since we've left school, I've heard of three pregnancies and a birth in the girls in our year...
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on 2003-11-19 10:56 am (UTC)May I ask why barrier contraception is a route to eternal damnation?
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on 2003-11-21 09:49 am (UTC)This is a question we all wanted to know, and our RE teacher replied, with a look of "Why oh WHY is this Pope still alive?"
Basically, you should not enjoy anything unless it is ultimately for the great good of God. Sex is a biggie in this. You're encouraged to go and make wild crazy love. Within reason. Basically, you should be married, in a Church-recognised union.
Again, well and good. However, a part of the vows is, actually, asking if you're willing to have kids.
Why is this?
Basically, you can enjoy sex all you want. BUT. You may not get the pleasure without the children, or the possibility thereof, because you're then blocking Gods will.
*shrugs*
The RC Church just rocks, doesn't it?