Thanks A Lot Calvin Klein!
Today I went on a field trip with my friends. If you are a faithful reader, you are amazing. AND, you also know about my issues with field trips based on the ghosts of Horrific Field Trips Past that continue to haunt me. However, I am dedicated to my calling, and therefore, continue to subject myself to that yellow school bus, public bathroom emergencies and other potential disasters.
On this gray, gloomy and God-why-isn’t-the-year-over-yet day, nudity struck before we even got to the museum. Now, I had a run in with Field Trip Nudity last year, but for some reason, it keeps coming back to bite me on my (clothed) behind. We’re rolling along on the bus when we get stuck in a bit of traffic. As I chat with a fellow colleague, an uproar spreads across the vinyl green seats, followed by intense laughing and cat calling.
Little kids cat calling? (is something you might ask incredulously)
Yes, little kids cat calling.
At a Lady Ga Ga poster. In which she is essentially wearing only pasties and a frizzy hair-do. (I would find the image and upload it here, but am not going to for several reasons. 1) I don’t know how to do that. 2) I think the image is permanently burned into my brain and I am trying to get it to go away and 3) I have a feeling that the regular readers of my blog aren’t chomping at the bit to see her and her little tassels…am I right or am I left?)
As the bus pulls away from the Boobs, I think we might be out of the woods. But no, there’s more. I am alerted to a Calvin Klein ad which stretches the width of an entire building and depicts a young, very muscular man as he evidently begins to, um, pull his pants down? I mean, good for you Mr. Model, but really? There are small children here who definitely don’t need to ponder what you have on under your Calvins.
This is the point where I begin to desperately search through my Teacher Bag for some Advil, or my travel coffee mug, or a whistle to divert their attention.
Thank goodness the field trip was fabulous. But on the way home, don’t you know we took the same route and stopped outside the exact same images? Of course we did. I wouldn’t have it any other way. And as I watched these images literally push all their recently acquired knowledge out of their little heads, I wondered what they will say when their parents ask about the highlight of the trip today…
Although really…am I any better?
Miss Teacha
This is why our kids are desensitized to almost everything. I'm not surprised at all. If i show a film at school and have to skipp a couple of scenes. . .they all scream: WHY? And then someone always proceeds to tell me/the class what I'm skipping.
Nothing is sacred or private anymore.
Broom Rider
Mrs. Mimi,
At least you didn't get to have your darlings see cows shall we say…fornicating? It was lovely! Field trips do bring out the best in our kids.
Podgorani
i was kinda hoping that big boy was going to cause a little trouble, thought he might have had something to say about Calvins undies or gaga's jugs.
Val
You know that's ALL those kids will remember about the trip. Sex trumps everything!
You have some crrrzzzaaayy field trip experiences!!
Reni
Ok, now I know we are the same person. I too, have a favorite kindergartner, who I heart just like your mini friend. He is also VERY cute and I just want to eat him up with a spoon. Monday, with only three days left of school, my kindergarten colleague comes upstairs with two of her students in toe, including my favorite. They had to tell me their discretions. Evidently, one student peed in a cup, while my cute friend, DRANK IT!!!! (Do you share my plight?) I told the two how disappointed I was in their behavior to which my cute "mini friend" responses with, "But I told him I was sorry!?!?!?!?!" Ah, the joys of teaching our nations future!
Maestro
Heh this post reminds me of traveling with a youth group in Austria where nude billboard advertisements weren't uncommon. (it's really fun when the tour bus pulls right up next to one for a couple of minutes)
Teena in Toronto
Happy blogoversary!