Oh I missed your prompt for this whole thing. I think I was gonna ask: I've never heard you talk about college and whether you had a good time and how you think back on it and stuff, so that. If it's something you've talked about a lot and I just have the world's worst memory, I can come up with something else!
I was 5 years old and was just given a set of AmerInd-made dyed leather hair adornments. I wore them with great glee. Then we went to Crater Lake (back when you could swim in it). I wanted them out so they wouldn't get ruined but my mother wouldn't, saying the dye wouldn't run. They ran and were ruined.
Nonetheless I was delighted: it was the first time I was right and she was wrong. I don't remember rubbing it in but I was rather smug about it.
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A more significant issue: whyever did grownups think small boys were more at risk from a male gay teacher, than small girls were from a straight male teacher?
Similarly, whyever it should matter what consenting adults do with each other in the privacy of their own spaces.
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Nonetheless I was delighted: it was the first time I was right and she was wrong. I don't remember rubbing it in but I was rather smug about it.
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A more significant issue: whyever did grownups think small boys were more at risk from a male gay teacher, than small girls were from a straight male teacher?
Similarly, whyever it should matter what consenting adults do with each other in the privacy of their own spaces.
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