Because no one else seems able to accept it in the classroom, there is something I need to get off my chest, right here, right now. So here, because all you health teachers are so incompetent, I’m going to do your job for you: Gay exists.
Shocking, I know. I suppose you teachers are often too busy to consider gay people, as you go on about the dangers of putting male parts near female parts. We don’t fit into the rules you preach, after all.
There were other glaring issues with my sexual education classes aside from this avoidist attitude. I remember clearly that in eighth grade, our health textbook was nothing but a flimsy, paperback compendium of fictional shock stories, essays and trite little activities aimed towards enforcing the idea that no matter what anyone said or how we felt inside,...
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A First, First Date
Published: December 15, 2011
By Elizabeth HenkeIn all my seventeen years of living, would you believe me if I said that up until a little less than a month ago I’d never once been on any sort of social outing equivalent to a “date?” For my entire life I had been perpetually single and,...
