How did you learn "The facts of life"?

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fuzzybuddy

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A more worldly 11 year old buddy told me. It didn't seem right. When I got home, my mom was washing dishes. I asked her how a woman got a baby. I said I heard a dirty way. She broke a plate. I don't remember the answer she gave.
 

I should start by saying I was a later in life baby for my parents (at least by 1950's standards). My mom was 41 when she had me. Not sure if this explains the rather non descript way she told me about my monthly cycle. She told me I would wear a "belt and a napkin" and no one would know. Picturing a belt and napkin with an 8 year old brain, I could not comprehend how no one would know.
She never connected the dots for me from the monthly to making babies. She also never told me it would last for 40-50 years after I started. About a year later, she handed me some sort of book, about where babies came from. I did not connect all the dots until health class in Junior High
 
The girl living down the street from me was two years older than myself. We walked to school together and spent summers together. She filled me in on everything. I think she enjoyed the shocked expression I had on my face as she enlightened me. I certainly didn't learn anything from my Mom. She insisted I floated down the Passiac River in New Jersey, on a cabbage leaf and she caught me.She kept that up until I was in high school!
 

Carol lived next door to me.

When we were 5 years old, she showed me hers and I showed her mine.

(Yo, Carol; Remember THAT ?) Carol............are you there? CAROL
 
Falcon said:
Carol lived next door to me.

When we were 5 years old, she showed me hers and I showed her mine.

(Yo, Carol; Remember THAT ?) Carol............are you there? CAROL
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Compared to you Falcon I was a late bloomer, my Carol was named Gail along with her sister Karen.....the three of us played 'show & don't tell' a couple of times in the garage when were around seven and eight. :)
 
My best friend in fifth grade told me that my parents "did it" and what "it" consisted of. I was aghast. My parents wouldn't do something like "that"! She pointed out that they must have done "it" several times because of all those babies in the house. I was pretty sure there must have been some other process involved. Knowing my mother, I'm STILL sure......
 
My six year old cousin Bobby told me when I was 5. I still remember exactly where we were at the time. I didn't believe him.
 
The first time I was told anything about maturing was from my sister, She is 2 yrs older than me. My Mother never told either of us anything. Of course I learned a little more when I was 12yrs old and a boy neighbor of mine who was my friend showed me his and I showed him mine.:surprise:
 
A girl who lived down the street from me told me when I was about 10 years old, I think. I didn't understand what she meant and asked her a lot of questions and she answered. I thought it was very strange.
 
The only "sex talk" my parents ever said was when I was leaving to go to the prom. As I was walking out the door, my mom said, "If you get her pregnant, don't come crying to us".
Life isn't always tender moments.
 
We all had pets in the good old days. They ran around loose. No spaying.

We all taught each other how to tell a boy dog from a girl dog.

We also saw them in action and the results of the action.

So it was easy to put two and two together.
 
like in the previous post, ranch boy watched the horses and cows. I had a hard time getting the girls to assume the position though... :playful:
 
I learned the street version from the older kids in the neighborhood.

Then when I was maybe 13 or 14 we visited my aunt and uncle up in Jersey for a couple of weeks and they put me up in a spare room that they had.

My aunt and uncle had had some problems conceiving. Their first child wasn't born until they had been married for about 10 years. But apparently they had been trying for some time because in that room was a bookcase and in that bookcase were a number of "How to" books written by learned men with advanced degrees and credentials. That's where I got filled in on the more clinical aspects.

Then, in my advanced age I have been exposed to some of the more bizarre aspects by way of internet porn. Just goes to show you, you're never too old to learn something new.:cool:
 
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