My 5th grade daughter had three days of Human Growth & Development classes this week. The first day was fairly harmless with talk of friends and friendship.
When I picked her up yesterday, Day 2, she explained that the teachers had diagrams of girls and separate ones of boys and that they used them when explaining “well, you know what”. (When you’re 10, you do not vocalize things in regards to sex, it’s too gross.) How did she end this conversation?
“Mom, I am scarred.”
Today was even better. It was all about puberty. After school I asked if she learned anything new and exciting.
“New? Yes. Exciting? No. Disturbing? Definitely.”