How Did You Find Out About The Birds n' Bees?

Help me out here. I'm confused by all this talk (above).

I thought everybody knew that the stork delivers all the babies.
 

I was aged 15, and this Married 27 year old woman who lived only a few doors down our street in Liverpool,
took me under her wing.
Thank you Joan.
You taught me everything I know. :cool:

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Think Mrs. Robinson.
 
I was aged 15, and this Married 27 year old woman who lived only a few doors down our street in Liverpool,
took me under her wing. Thank you Joan, you taught me everything I know. :cool:
We were talking about how people first learned about sex. Not the first time people HAD sex. But hey thanks for telling us LOL
 
Thank you BlunderWoman.
But the thread as I see it is called...
How did I find find out about the Birds and The Bees?
Well Joan kindly told me all about them.
In a fashion!
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Well I guess so LOL. Isn't it funny how men seem to have such fond memories of the 'friendly' older women & all I can remember teen girls saying when in the same situation is " So and so is a dirty old man!"
 
Thinking with fond memories today about that book "Forever". I was just "crash and burn" through high school, mostly being so timid. I was thinking how different it could have been. I've talked about my junior high crush as the one that got away. But what if he had stayed? Maybe by junior year I would have been brave enough to find out he was a really nice guy. Maybe he could have been the first and the whole story would have been written differently. Something more than just a handsome man who popped up on FaceBook decades later.
 
I guess I learned on the schoolground. My mother would have up and died on the spot before she would have had "the talk" with me. Anything relating to sex simply was not discussed or referred to. Don't get me wrong, my mother was a wonderful mother, but at the time it simply was not discussed, and I'm sure she got the same from her mother. Dad was worse -- to the end of his life, he even refused to stand in a grocery store line with you if you had pads or tampons in the cart.

Sometimes I wonder how I ever got here at all, with them being so clutched up about it. I guess maybe it was a generational thing -- they were born in 1914 and 1915 in the Bible belt.
 
I definitely think it was a generational thing, but also politics, religion and everything else. But really even at like 13 I felt worse for my Mom. She probably knew ziltch before marriage. Then again when my Dad was in basic training, she horrified her Mom by traveling with him. If she got caught she would call herself the base floozie. Yup lost my grandparents right there.
 
We had a male dog. Back in those days people did not neuter or spay their dogs, so male dogs had visible bits and pieces and female dogs had puppies.

The local public library had books they kept behind the reference desk and you had to ask for them. One was about boys, the other was about girls. You could check them out. I wish I remembered the titles because they were kinda cute but I don't remember them. And of course there was Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex But Were Afraid to Ask.
 
No sex ed in my day, and everything I learned I found out from friends when I was about 9-10 yrs old. No one in my family ever spoke of it, ever. We had a health ed class in junior high, and received the standard pamphlet about the monthly cycle.
 
And how about weird misinformation given to you by parents or people who were teaching you. My step mother told me that if I let a boy kiss me he would not be able to stop himself from raping me. Yep she told me that. She also suddenly said " Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?" That is all she ever said. I had NO CLUE what that cow & milk statement meant. My father told me " all you need to know is that boys are liars If they say they love you..it's a lie."

They made love seem like such a groovy thing hahahahaha
 
"I say YOUNG MAN there's no need to feel down, I say YOUNG MAN get yourself off the ground...there's a place you can go to be HAPPY..." whawwhawwahwahhh

Something else I remember was jacking (stealing) a copy of "The Happy Hooker". I had absolutely no idea what a call girl was or anything else she was talking about but I knew it was hot stuff. If I could talk to my younger self...no getting frisky is not as big a deal as you think. Do great in school, find a career...boys will be out there forever.
 
I remember going with my father to some "fathers and sons" night where they showed a film about puberty and had a doctor talk to the group about "changes" in boys and girls. On the way home my dad asked if I had any questions.....he was clearly uncomfortable and so was I. I learned from my friends and the book "Everything you always wanted to know about sex....but were afraid to ask". Kind of figured stuff out on my own.
 

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