Grade six ko science book ko page 95 had the internal anatomy of males and females, and that included reproductive system. As in, Ovaries, someone's glands, pancreas, etc. But OMG! Ovaries and fallopian tube, right? So perverted. And we (not me) would make helpful additions to the illustrations, some adding external anatomy to the internal one, some labeling the parts with their local names(don't ask. As someone who stayed in a boarding school for ten years, I can recognize swear words in six regional languages, and possibly more), and some tearing away the diagrams. I never understood why. What kind of sick pervert would have anything to do with a diagram of the internal anatomy of a human being that was rather poorly drawn? What could one possibly DO with it? Seriously, did you guys wipe yourselves after the toilet using the internal anatomy of male and female human beings when there was water shortage in the houses? Did your ideal mate look like those in the picture, with blood vessels running into the cheeks, and optic nerve running between the brain and the eyes? What?
So it was in grade six when we were formally informed about the human reproductive system. The guys were psyched about page 95. OMG, Aaja ke ke hune ho, teeheehee. Someone(I remember it was a girl) was made to stand up and read the paragraphs describing the human act of procreation, in extremely technical terms. We suppressed our hollers because Miss(who was actually a Missus, but nevermind) had made clear that anyone making untoward comment would be sent out of the class, and we did not want to miss our first class on SEX! So it came and went. Miss read out the lines once more, asked if we had any questions, and since no one had any, went on with less interesting parts of the human body(It was only in grade 9 that my friends had an extremely 'frank' discussion about sexuality with our Population teacher, that lasted for two lessons, and was so frank that I coughed so hard on both the occasions that I was sent to the Clinic to get cough medication. In the end, Mr LRP looked at the red faces of all the girl classmates, and said 'Not everything is discussed in the classroom okay? We can talk about this after classroom,' which in retrospect sounds like a line out of porn, but it happened and finally the Opening of the Chamber of Secrets of Guys' Secrets was closed.) So, Page 95 was no biggie. We were disappointed, but page 95 became a part of our lexicon. Oooh, Yes, I have done page 95 already; she's the kind of girl who does 95 all the time; they do 95 already and things like that. 95, for us, became an euphemism for sex and everything related to it. Which wasn't funny for everyone as one of the girls had roll number 95.
The era of 95 ended in 8-9 when sex-education classes started teaching about sex in a more realistic manner, and not like a reading of The Data Transfer in An Optic Fiber Network: It's Implications, Workings, and Limitations, and How Addition of Molybdenum Can Significantly Decrease Data Loss via Optical Degradation-- An Analysis. Don't have babies when you're young, Mr. LRP told us, and made us write down 15 disadvantages of becoming young parents. Marrying young is a dumb idea, he taught us. And of course, there were those lessons.
But those lessons have worked out well. I am certain not a single individual from our class of 150-160 will have become a parent while in teenage. It's an achievement. Congratulations guys!
Epilogue
Is it just me, or does the fallopian tube really look like a bird's nest? Also, what is up with the entire system, which looks like a bull to an untrained eye? Couldn't it look like something better-- the heart looks like 'love' or strawberries, the kidneys look like beans and so on. And why are there so many body parts named after Other people? Please, I do not want XYZ's Gland in me-- I want body parts named like Runil's green-colored gland-1, Runil's Medulla Oblongata( a part of the nervous system, duude!), in me. If you want to get a gland named after YOU, you name YOUR body parts, not everyone's.