Tales from the Classroom: The Enlightenment of Vernie

Remember back in the day when the Health teacher would seperate the boys and girls and give those sex education classes? I think they’d take place about once a year. Good times. Anyway, one year they came and took all my 7th grade boys off to learn about the birds and bees while I was left with the girls. The boys were gone for an hour or so before they started trickling back in to my class. The last kid in was a little fellow named Vernie, who I’d always thought was funny as hell. Being the dumbass bright young teacher that I was, I thought I’d ask Vernie how everything had gone with the sex lesson. Yes, I asked that right in front of a class comprised of 13-year old boys and girls. That’s wise. Here’s the exchange: