I entered the classroom and read the lesson plans to discover that the students were scheduled to complete vocabulary and reading exercises for the ‘Pre Natal Care’ chapter. I looked out at the expectant classroom of students and wondered if there would be any questions.
The students are busy reading and answering vocabulary questions when I over hear a small group of girls talking about having babies.
“I can’t wait to have a baby! Maybe 3 or 4! I already know what I’m going to name my baby. Can you believe it says to exercise while you’re pregnant? I’m just going to sit around and eat all the time. I don’t want to work or exercise or anything. My husband can just bring me stuff.”
(At this point, I’m just glad there’s a husband in the conversation at all.)
Then, the inevitable happens.
Girl Student: “Mrs. Sassy, did you exercise while you were pregnant? Did you run a mile? Did you work?”
(I’m thinking to myself how wonderful it is that we’re covering the ‘Pre Natal Care’ chapter and not the ‘How to make a baby’ chapter.)
So, I was more than happy to answer the Junior High Girls questions about pre natal care. I stand up, take a deep breath, and begin my short monologue regarding my experiences with pre natal care.
“Girls, before I got pregnant, I weighed about 140 pounds and looked something like this (held up a picture of me from high school). I made the conscious decision to not exercise much during either of my pregnancies. I ate whatever I wanted to, and spent a great deal of time on bed rest due to the high risk multiple pregnancy. I still haven’t lost my baby weight, and my babies are almost 13 years old. I now look like this.” (I stand up tall, arms spread at the front of the classroom.)
All I hear is a giant horrified *gasp* from the students. (girls & boys)
Followed by an unusually long awkward silence. ** tweet, tweet, chirp, chirp **
Then, one small female whisper from the back of the classroom, “I’m never getting pregnant.”
Followed by a chorus of young females in agreement.
Then, the ultimate testimony. One female student whispers, “I think I’ll run two miles this weekend.”
I think my job here is done.