i cannot begin to explain to y’all how fucking fun i am as a teacher. my classes whip ass and my students always laughed at my jokes. pity i got laid off and am now a data entry nerd.
my favorite kiddos were always the edgy kiddos because all it takes it repeating (1) naughty word in front of the class and they are suddenly the most devoted kids in class. when i would say something like “blowjob” they would go from cracking jokes to being 50000% invested in learning how to store condoms properly. i love kiddos so much.
have you ever seen a classroom of 13 year olds sit on the edge of their seats waiting to see if they all guessed correctly what types of contact can transmit HIV? you ever seen a 16yo boy correct his friends as they put condoms onto wooden demonstrators? there is nothing more excellent in this world than leaving a classroom after two weeks with a group of kiddos and telling them, “if you only take one thing from this class, know this: you deserve to feel safe and comfortable in your body”.
for he's a jolly good teacher, bee's a jolly good teacher, he's a jolly good teacher, with facts and theory about not only the content itself, but an intention and care paid to the methods and dynamics in which they teeeEEEAAAAaach,,,,, which tbh gives me life (bah BUM)
@tyl i’ve said it once and i’ll say it again, sex ed is 0% about how many facts you can tell them and 300% empowering kiddos to ask questions without shame
honey.town is a small hive of 6,001 bees, most of which are in a trenchcoat, and one that's simply buzzing around.