Ronen
“I wish you wouldn’t read them that story, Ronen. It seems like you are teaching them fantasies based on your own preferences.” His sister told him with a desperate sigh.
“I am only speaking the truth, Sis.” He argued defensively.
“Yes, Yes, I am aware of your journey to the planet and the people you met but that world is so much more different than ours. You are going to give them high expectations of what to expect from all worlds. That even our planet will support ideals and thought patterns like that when our planet is not nearly as advanced intellectually. Do you understand what I am trying to say?” She explained, more worried about her children being set up for a false reality that their planet, Earth, did not always live by.
“I am aware of the differences, but wouldn’t it be best for them to understand optimism and hope at an early age and to be open-minded and free-spirited at heart? Our mother always taught us that no one is different despite differences. That we are all the same because we all breathe, we all live, we are all born. Mom taught us to be like that. To be open-minded and carefree and to not let the pressures of society to get us down, to push us around.” He argued looking determined to remind his sister that their mother had the same ideals Reydothe had.
“I know, I know. It’s a great thing to teach kids but please, don’t give any details referring to those open-minded ideals until they at least turn twelve.” She said worried her kids may not understand at the age they are at now.
“I think it is best to teach kids the younger they are. If not, they will grow close-minded or forced to see things through their parents and guardians eyes. You know how our father was. He despised homosexuals and bi-racial families. He was the true embodiment of ignorance.” He said angry and upset now that he had to bring his father into this.
“I understand. But please, if you do tell them anything, first explain the biological concerns first before you explain the acts. I don’t want my kids thinking that that way is right for them to take on at the age they are at now. I don’t mind them thinking like that, that even homosexuals have equal rights to love and marriage, but I don’t want them partaking in something before they are aware of their own bodies first. Our world is already corrupt enough. It’s troublesome to resort them to that lifestyle based on our society’s expectations of what beauty and peer-pressure want us to see.”
“Yes I understand. I told them about the differences in love and lust. I didn’t get around to explaining what will happen with their own bodies first and when they should wait till they can experience that kind of love with the one they care for. I did make it clear that incest is wrong though.” He said hoping that was some victory for his sister to see.
“Well, next time, tell them about their bodies and that in my eyes, they have to wait till they are seventeen to have protected sex, protected. Got that!” She said being clear.
“Yes ma’am. Loud and clear. I will make note of the dangers of unprotected sex and how bad that would be if they didn’t use protection. If you want I can go out and buy a “Your Body is Changing and That’s Okay!” DVD.” He teased, smiling to lighten the mood.
“They can’t watch that till they are twelve either. You may explain to them vaguely that their bodies will change and that they should not fear what is happening to them.”
“Like how girls shouldn’t think they have an internal injury once a month?” He teased again, hoping his sister would lighten up some.
“Yes, like that.” She said, finally smiling. “Now go to bed. I’m heading to bed myself.”
“I love you sissy.” He teased making a kissy face.
“Only sibling love you idiot.” She teased back before she shoved his head away from her to get him to stop.
He laughed and smiled before he went to his room and first to his closet, disappearing into it behind the hanging clothes.
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