Come close, I have a
secret to tell you. It wasn’t Al Gore who invented the Internet, but I know who
it was. Teenagers. Just ask them.
In my non-writer life,
I teach high school. I have learned several important things while teaching.
First—teenagers know everything (this probably won’t surprise anyone who has a)
been a teenager or b) parented a teenager) , second—teenagers believe teachers
can’t hear, so they will talk about anything in front of them, third—it’s
highly entertaining to keep your mouth shut and listen to the massive amounts
of misinformation they spit out and swallow.
I have also become
fairly unshockable. I might have already been that way since I write erotic
romance, but I guess that’s up for debate. That fake news story about the guy
who stuck the canned cinnamon rolls up his… well let’s just say I bought it for
about ten seconds, so I guess that still makes me somewhat vulnerable to
surprise. I mention this because the topics of conversations among teens have
changed a bit since I was at that all-knowing, omnipotent age.
My friends and I talked
about things like what might happen after a nuclear war, the meaning of life,
and some things all teens still discuss—who was having a party and when, and
who had ____________ (fill in the blank with beer, pot, etc.). We talked about
going to college and what we wanted to do with our lives.
Here’s the conversation
I stopped in the middle of a computer-based class I facilitate during what
would be my planning period:
“When you get the
harness, I can show you how to put it on right, cuz if you ain’t got it on
right it ain’t gonna work.”
“Some boys let you do
it.”
Yeah, you’re right.
They’re talking about strap-ons and butt sex. So I say…
“Y’all need to change
your topic of conversation right now. We’ve had this discussion before about
what is and is not appropriate to talk about at school.”
Eyes pop wide open.
Everyone stares at me.
“You know what we’re
talking about?”
I smile when what I
really want to do is laugh my butt off. “I know this might come as a surprise
to you, but you did not invent sex. And again, discussing strap-ons and
harnesses in class is not appropriate. Change the topic.”
So, at this point, I’m
sure there are some out there saying that
was all you did? Well, let me ask you something—would you smack your puppy
for messing on the floor before it knew better? I’m house training because—you
guessed it—someone hasn’t already
done that with these students. That’s part of the reason many of them end up in
alternative ed.
However, I have to think
they’re not totally different from many teens these days. However crude their
conversations might be, they also—I’m forced to admit—have something in common
with the teenagers of my time.
They know it all. They
have it licked. The world is theirs.
So my amusement is also
tempered with nostalgia. That’s what we were all like before we actually had to
start living life. Imagine if we could hang onto some of that boundless
arrogance and optimism.
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