The birds and the bees

I was reading an old copy of the Reader’s Digest. There was this anecdote where a child asked his father how a baby appears in a mother’s tummy. The father muttered incomprehensible words, leading the child to exasperatedly say, “It is ok to admit you don’t know anyeverything.” Or something like that.

Anyway, I can distinctly remember not asking my parents about “the birds and the bees.” (Yes, we even have euphemisms for sex.) It must be the culture. After all, this country was held by Spanish Catholic Taliban for more than 300 years. Heck, a new form of Catholic Taliban is in control of this country, opposing artificial family planning methods, teaching sex education in any level, giving Joseph Estrada pardon (oooppss, that is another story). Like censorship, every attempt to suppress is futile.

When I was in high school, saucy tabloids were the rage. I know of someone who bought two different tabloids everyday. I get to read them from time to time, and that is how I found out about the birds and the trees. However, there was something strange. These are mere words, and if you don’t have an idea what was being talked about, you wouldn’t understand, right? But how come it had an effect on the reader?

Nowadays, the Catholic Taliban is losing the fight to the Internet. They even entered the ISP business just to control what Catholic students see over the Web. That venture failed. Now, every one can learn about the bird and the bees. Google is your friend, he he.

When did you learn about the bird and the bees? How did you found out?

TIP: If you have minors at home, don’t leave your pron lying around.