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When I was first told there was going to be sex at church, I did a double take. The Baptists I knew were against dancing and hayrides, so how could they be for sex, especially at the church? I was a tween, between childhood and adolescence. I had no idea that what was about to occur was sex education. I am still amazed it occurred on Sunday nights. A couple of doctors led it.

The education was mostly about the physical side of sex—after all, we were being led by physicians. Boys and girls were broken up into two distinct groups, and the lessons were specific to each sex. I learned more about the opposite sex in 2 weeks than most of my friends learned in 18 years. If I had been given an anatomical doll of a girl after the class, I could have named every part and recited what happened when and how. Of course, any of the psychological and emotional parts of a union were left out, except for the mantra “You only have sex with someone you love.”

I am glad I missed the Talk my dad would have given me about sex. Because my father was raised on a farm, the Talk would probably have been illustrated with examples of cows, chickens, and horses. The results might have left me more confused than before, except for the fact that I would have known more about calves, chicks, and colts.