Let's ACTUALLY Talk About Sex Ba-by!
By Jackie Minchillo
I can vividly remember one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. I was in the sixth grade, age 11. We had a substitute teacher in our math class one day and she allowed us to play hangman on the whiteboard for the entire class period.
One of the boys jumped up and carefully drew out _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ on the board; one-by-one everyone began guessing letters. It got down to the final letter: C L I T _ R O U S. Side note: Looking back on this and knowing that he spelled the word incorrectly (using an “E” for that last missing blank) is something I can only appreciate the humor in now.
It was my turn, ONE letter left, and I could feel my face turning the color of a perfectly ripe tomato. I had no clue what the word was. And I was a smart kid, with a fantastic vocabulary and impeccable spelling. So I shrugged my shoulders and said “I don’t know, is that even a word?!” He burst into hysteria, laughter by the rest of the class ensued, “you don’t know what a clitorous is???!!!”