Of Exceptional Education September 23, 2008
Posted by Jen in : Journal , 18commentsI’m still a little amazed that No. 1 Son has started his GCSEs and even more amazed that he has time to accomplish anything at all in between stinking out his room and surfing the web for semi-naked women. Honestly, in my day boys had to manage with the Playtex section of the Freemans catalogue for their education in those sort of matters.
Anyway. Now and again, by way of novelty, I try to engage him in conversation.
Me: ‘So, No. 1, how are you finding your courses?’
No. 1 Son: ‘Well, they’re not as good as things like Citizenship. We’re still in mixed ability for that.’ He sniggers a bit, which sounds like thunder and makes the room shake. ‘The teacher says we’re gonna discuss abortion, yeah? Then she asks if we all know what it is. There’s this girl, Flo, yeah? “Abortion’s what they have to have in Africa”. Teacher looked a bit confused, yeah? Then Flo says, “yeah, cos there isn’t much food, so they only get a small bortion”.
No. 1 looks at me knowingly. “And I owe it all to you, Mother, that I have learnt to be disparaging about other people’s stupidity.”
Aaaah. That’s my boy.
