Try and remember what you did in third grade. Go on - try.
I remember my teacher. Old-school thick black shoes. Mean.
I sorta remember multiplication tables. Mimeographed purple letters that smelled great. Plastic SRA reading cards. Batman was on TV. I remember going (walking) to the city park the last day of school instead of having class. Baseball cards. We burned garbage in the back yard and leaves in the front. Not much more.
There was a lot going on in the world, but a general knowledge that there was a “war” in Vietnam was all that really penetrated my world, and that was because we watched 15 minutes of Walter Cronkite during supper and they reported a body count and I had 2 cousins there. We got baseball scores and weather from local news - also 15 minutes.
“ "I didn't feel like I wanted to be a boy or a girl," said Justice Chenault. "I felt like I wanted to be a different person than everybody in my school." Chenault is a third grade student at JCPS, who identifies as nonbinary. “
The quote is from a story about a rally Justice attended to demand the local school board refuse to comply with a new law passed by the Kentucky legislature relating to transgender issues in Kentucky schools.
Group calls on JCPS to disregard Kentucky bill they call an attack on transgender students' rights
https://www.wdrb.com/news/group-cal...cle_91bbf7ba-f9da-11ed-a202-2b8f53be2723.html
Now, if this kid was charged with a crime, or maybe even a victim, his name would not be published. But his third grade sexualism “choice“ to be non-binary and reject maleness and femaleness and be unique and different is used as fodder in this social debate about teaching sexual stuff in elementary school. (My sex Ed was in 7th grade PE class. maybe 2 hours. Charts of sex parts. Films about sex diseases and how pregnancy happened and when girls got boobs and boys grew pubic hair. Then back to dodge ball in the gym.)
Math? Science? Reading? Not anymore. We’re about sex. In third grade.
“Don’t say educate.”
I remember my teacher. Old-school thick black shoes. Mean.
I sorta remember multiplication tables. Mimeographed purple letters that smelled great. Plastic SRA reading cards. Batman was on TV. I remember going (walking) to the city park the last day of school instead of having class. Baseball cards. We burned garbage in the back yard and leaves in the front. Not much more.
There was a lot going on in the world, but a general knowledge that there was a “war” in Vietnam was all that really penetrated my world, and that was because we watched 15 minutes of Walter Cronkite during supper and they reported a body count and I had 2 cousins there. We got baseball scores and weather from local news - also 15 minutes.
“ "I didn't feel like I wanted to be a boy or a girl," said Justice Chenault. "I felt like I wanted to be a different person than everybody in my school." Chenault is a third grade student at JCPS, who identifies as nonbinary. “
The quote is from a story about a rally Justice attended to demand the local school board refuse to comply with a new law passed by the Kentucky legislature relating to transgender issues in Kentucky schools.
Group calls on JCPS to disregard Kentucky bill they call an attack on transgender students' rights
https://www.wdrb.com/news/group-cal...cle_91bbf7ba-f9da-11ed-a202-2b8f53be2723.html
Now, if this kid was charged with a crime, or maybe even a victim, his name would not be published. But his third grade sexualism “choice“ to be non-binary and reject maleness and femaleness and be unique and different is used as fodder in this social debate about teaching sexual stuff in elementary school. (My sex Ed was in 7th grade PE class. maybe 2 hours. Charts of sex parts. Films about sex diseases and how pregnancy happened and when girls got boobs and boys grew pubic hair. Then back to dodge ball in the gym.)
Math? Science? Reading? Not anymore. We’re about sex. In third grade.
“Don’t say educate.”