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It's fifth grade for Bob, the year they learn the basic 'facts of life'. We never discussed it prior to the school lesson, because many Asperger's kids are mentally immature for their physical age. Little did I know that we should have at least mentioned it. The day of the 'big discussion' came, and I was waiting outside the school for daily pickup for my children. It was a lovely day in Kansas, and my friend and I were sitting in our cars, talking and laughing. Bob stalked out to the car, opened the door and got in with a frown on his face. "What's the matter with you?" I asked. My friend stared. She also had a daughter in fifth grade, so she could sort of relate. Bob sighed. "We learned all about the facts of life, and let me tell you, I think the state of Kansas should be sued for teaching us garbage like that at school! It was awful!" My friend and I both tried to subdue our laughter. "Why is that?" I asked. "It's just the facts of life!" "But they give you no warning, and I'm ready to contact someone in Topeka to let them have it. That sort of junk shouldn't be allowed to be discussed in the school! Mom, they were talking about our...private parts! What were they thinking?" I had to admit. He'd thought it out and, from his perspective, he had a point. For the rest of the school year, the other boys laughed and joked about the parts of the body. But Bob was just disgusted. I'm so glad he didn't have a lawyer on speed dial. I immediately went out and bought him a book on gender and sex, so he'd be prepared for the next movie. That did the trick. We even had some discussions on the topic, and being a romance writer, it was almost funny to hear some of the things from children. Now Ann is asking the same questions...and I'm ready for it. |
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