School Diary - Boys and babies
Last week at school I got in trouble for refusing to grass on a couple of my classmates who snuck a boy into the gates at lunchtime.
This guy cycled inside with a few girls and sat in our class for an hour or so unnoticed. I mean, I didn’t even notice he was there until someone passed me a note saying so. I don’t even know why they bother trying to register us, seeing as the majority of our lessons are taught by supplies. Girls from all years and forms just join different classes and shout, "HERE MISS" when the name of someone absent is called.
Anyway, this guy wasn’t a boyfriend of anyone; I think he was just there to chat up girls. “Wag1 my size?” We’re branded as being a really easy bunch, which is pretty fair to be honest. Promiscuity tends to be quite a tricky game to play though – it’s not cool to be a “sket”, but girls will rate you for being able to play a group of guys. This afternoon I was talking about this to my friend Shaniqua, and she said, “I love my boyfriend, yea, but, like, I still like my links as well.”
Our year is quite a broody one. There are currently four pregnant girls in year 11 and my friend just had a baby girl. The father, who was from the local college, left halfway through the pregnancy, he was barely any older than she was though so it’s not much of a surprise. Yesterday the girl uploaded an album of pictures of the baby on Facebook. One photo was of it wearing a babygrow that said, “Daddy’s Girl” – Can’t work out if that’s an in-joke or a pathetic cry for help.
A lot of people put things like this pregnancy boom down to the school being single sex – like we’re so desperate for male attention that we think having a bun in the oven is worth it to have contact with real live BOIS (OMG!) Wrong. It’s simply that the help we’re being given has gone full circle. It’s all very well providing social workers, policewomen, and PSHE specialists into inner city secondary schools, but giving sex and drugs so much exposure, in such a free speaking environment, just leads girls to believe that if they did choose to have a baby at 15, they’ll probably be okay. I mean, a lot of other people have done it, I know, I learned about it.