“WHAT?!” I screamed, choking on my tea. “NO!!!”
The conversation had started innocently enough. Two sweet students had lingered after school to catch up on homework and (let’s face it) flirt with each other. The topic of our school’s endless teen pregnancies came up, and I began to inquire about current safer sex practices. It was a horrific shock to realize the reality: safer sex practices are near nonexistent.
“No one uses condoms?” I hollered, then proceeded to yap my head off about the risks and idiocy surrounding that statement. “Did you know,” I finished, “That the human brain is not fully developed until the age of twenty-six? This means that any decision you make before then that will drastically alter your future (babies! STDs!) is a decision made too early.” The students only giggled. ARGH!
The next day I vented about the conversation to our school’s lone, part-time social worker. “That makes sense,” she sighed, “given the huge upsurge in Chlamydia we’ve been seeing in Boston and in this school this year.”
The lesson on “Hamlet” drew to a close, and I scooted up my teacher stool and became solemn. “I have a very important announcement for these last five minutes, and I need you all to listen carefully,” I said.
“Are you pregnant, miss?” asked three kids at once. Our school is staffed by a million 20-and-30-something married women, and thus such an announcement is common.
“No,” I said. “But this announcement is related to that.” The room became nervously silent.
“It has come to my attention,” I said, “That there is an outbreak of the sexually transmitted infection, Chlamydia in our school.”
“I bring this up,” I said, once the room was quieter again, “Because we need to protect ourselves and each other. The safest thing to do is to hold off on sexual activity until you’re older–”
“Um, NO!” said the football star.
“–but,” I continued, “If you DO decide to take on the risks entailed in sexual activity, please, please, PLEASE protect yourself and your partner. You need to be using condoms every single time you have sex, and (if possible) a second backup method such as the birth control pill.”
The students were in mute shock.
“Man, she KNOWS what we’ve been doing,” whispered one student finally. The two boys started tittering again.
The bell rang and the kids filed out of class, murmuring to each other and glancing back at me with big, round eyes.
So from whence came this rather random condom talk story? Well, I am currently eating a delicious vegetable-chicken omelet in a Thai restaurant chain called “Cabbages and Condoms” in Chiang Rai, Thailand, and the safer sex posters on the wall jogged my memory.
The awesome Cabbages and Condoms franchise has worked for several decades now to promote family planning and HIV/AIDS prevention in Thailand. Two of its slogans are:
1) We want to make condoms as easy to get as cabbages.
2) Our food is guaranteed not to cause pregnancy
Months and months after the Chlamydia speech, one of the giggling boys from my class still asks, “Miss, remember when you talked to us about condoms???”
Yes, dear one, I do– and I hope everyone in that class does, too… and has taken the message to heart!