Yesterday I had to bite my tongue.
I met with a sales manager from a major oil company, 45 years old, attractive and not overbearing woman who knows her stuff and has my respect professionally.
She starts telling me about her 13 year old daughter. First, she tells me that in an email exchange with a dermatologist, the Dr. had asked the mother of the girl was on birth control. The girl saw the text on her mothers phone and asked her mother, “What’s birth control?”
Is that real?. Maybe. It would not be surprising, necessarily, that a well raised home schooled kid didn’t know lots about sex, sexual terms, etc. But this is a girl who attends a massive middle school in a major city suburb. And she has presumably attended health class in said public school, and she asks, “What is birth control?”. I can’t be sure, but I can be doubtful. yet the mom embraced that as a sign of good raisin’. So be it.
Then she began to tell a story of how the girl has zero interest in boys, and she , the mom, posits that its because, you know, boys are not good students. So, the teacher assigns a group project and puts the daughter with two boys. The mom explains that maybe the teacher was trying to help those boys by putting them with the superior girl. Mom tells daughter she needs to get their phone numbers and assign sections and cooperate on the project.
So, the girl goes to to the boys and says, “guys, if you have any interest in knowing whats happening with the project you need to give me your numbers so I can call you and inform you”. She then asks her mom, “why do i want THOSE boys numbers anyway, eewwww.”
She proceeded to lay out every stereotype of the studious girl and the silly boys and that her girl got it all done on her own, her girl is better is science and math than history etc., and the boys are not good at anything. Her daughter had chosen a palate of extreme AP classes and was flourishing. The boys, not so much.
But she was teaching her daughter to be patient with the boys, help them learn her superior study methods and organizational skills.
Amazing to see the hamster working on behalf of the daughter, training the daughters as yet not fully developed hamster. The moms hamster was working overtime seeing the world through the rodents tiny eyes, past the little whiskers, and keeping the image unchallenged with walls of protective assumptions surrounding everything.
Someday, that girl will marry.
And so on.