Yes this was younger than the average age of my peers.
And for that of Lucy Mangan, Stylist columnist who recently confessed that she was 26 when she lost hers.
In fact, not only was I the negative influence on the boys and girls in my grade – but I was negatively influencing the grade ahead of me, too. I was even filling in for the school secretary towards the end of the year.
I won the Principal’s Leadership Award, and the Athletics Award.
We were both in the same grade, but he was 13, turning 14 in August. This is a very important part of the story, so take note.
We were infatuated with each other, as hormonal teenagers tend to be in their first serious relationship.
I knew the technical terms for all my genitalia and his (i.e.
vas deferens, labia majora), and the difference between fellatio and cunnlingus.
If my early education came from my mom, then my later education came from popular culture, but not the deranged Nicki Minaj version we see now (thank god).(But that’s a whole different story that I’ll address in another blogpost – watch for it).Reading horror stories about the sex lives of teenage girls just a few years older than me was an education in and of itself.I was stealing alcohol and cigarette butts from my parents.
We would walk downtown after school on a Friday night and ask someone on the street to buy us a pack of Rothmans.
I tell you this not to brag, but to let you know that I was a good kid with a clear head on my shoulders and loads of experience behind me for my age.