There are six teachers in my grade level ~ 5 women and 1 man. This beefy ex-football player, ex-bouncer, now-teacher of small people puts up with a lot from us chatterbox girls. No subject is off limits just because there happens to be testosterone in the room. We tell it like it is.
Two of the 2nd grade teachers have had babies in the last 6 months. Add 10 months of pregnancies on to that and you can imagine the depth and breadth of pregnancy and delivery talk that took place during lunch or grade level meetings. We have effectively scared the two single girls into a non-child rearing life and scarred prepared the boy teacher for his future wife. You'd think he'd get up and leave the room when we start in on girly topics, but he endures.
Yesterday, we somehow got on the subject of men who cross-dress. We started in on skirts and shoes and wigs. Apparently the mental image he was getting was not pleasant because he shuddered and blurted out, "Could we just talk about birth instead!"
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This is so true and funny! I remember having the greatest conversations during lunch time. The 2nd grade table was certainly the most lively of the teachers. So fun.
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