Sex education

If you have been following the news in Ontario, then you will know that our Premier got himself into a bit of a jam last week. Wisely (I believe), he quietly approved changes in the provincial curriculum that brought "sex ed" into the 21st century - you know, the century with access to porn on devices you can hold in your palm while waiting for the bus / girls twittering about their body parts or exposing them on FB / pop songs that tell us to hit the girl one more time (oh, that was last century). We all know that sexualisation of society and children is rampant and that most kids don't have reliable role models to help them understand that there are other ways to attract attention than dressing in lingerie and gyrating one's hips or wearing the tightest of jeans and pushing a girl on to a bed.

Anway, our Premier got caught with his pants down (couldn't help it) and despite 2 years of professional and public consultations, it took him only 2 days to pull the plug. Back to the drawing board.

Why?

Because Grade Ones (6/7 year olds) shouldn't be taught the correct terminology for all of their body parts (ask Sophie, she can teach that class; however, she might need a more anatomically correct doll; this one seems to be the cardiac care version).



Why?

Grade 3s (8/9) shouldn't be allowed to know that there are different family compositions (Sophie can teach that class too with her friend Bruno, as well as her wonderful clang-clang aunties and two of her favourite uncles).

You still need to be persuaded?

Well, Grade 6s (11/12) shouldn't be taught that humans are sensual (I am aware that some of you followers have sensitive ears and/or wild imaginations and that one of you is my partner's grandmother!).

As you can imagine, my other half was tying himself in knots as to what he can and can't say at his job. There is also a bet on as to which of his colleagues can get the Premier to utter certain words.

But getting back to the raison d'etre of this blog - our kids - it was a day off school for Sebastian today and his dad offered to take him to work. Seb had longed for this day (mostly b/c his little sister had got to go before him).

(You can see how excited he is by squishing up his eyes)

His father had ulterior motives. You see, there is some fundraiser coming up for which spoof interviews and such are created. Co-workers wanted to tease the Leader of the Opposition, who had opposed the changes stating (amongst other things) that six year olds shouldn't be learning these things because they have better things to do like learn to tie their shoelaces. Well, Seb got his chance to be 'on tv' when he was coached to say "Mr X, I'm 6 and I already know how to tie my shoes".

It's pretty fun at Dad's workplace - plus there was tv - only one channel but loads of it!