A Boy Today, a Man Tomorrow
Hayes
1959
Submitter: I found this 1959 puberty manual when cleaning out an old closet at a public library in North Carolina I worked at a couple summers ago. It had long been weeded–I brought it home to read aloud to my 12-year-old, who was sufficiently horrified!
Holly: What were they saving it in the closet for?? It warms my heart to know it got a second life through your tween.
Well, back in 1959 one stayed in the closet….
In late December, 2020, the post-mistresses on this blog need to have an awards ceremony for commenters so I can see you get in the top 5 at least with that.
“The other correct words for mating are sexual intercourse and coitus.”
Did anyone else think of Sheldon on The Big Bang Theory?
Sheldon Cooper 100%!
Instantly!
Perhaps there will come a future episode of “Young Sheldon” where his mother or the librarian will foist this booklet upon him! Maybe the submitter should send his/her copy to the producers ASAP!
I wonder what kind of reaction a tween today would get if they referred to sex as “mating”. 🙂
My mom gave me a book in the late 70s that referred to sex as ‘mating,’ and it still makes me shudder. I remember it said “a man and a woman usually mate in bed.” Eeeegh.
Good god, Submitter! What the hell did your twelve-year-old do to make you inflict this on him? Couldn’t you do something more merciful, like ground him for life?
I was going “ew” every time I read the word “mating” when referring to humans having sex. I was thinking the booklet was like some porny version of The Wild Kingdom.
Those illustrations are like nothing else! Who the H#LL is that hiding in his mirror?!?! That “boy” (??) behind the title on the cover, what’s he doing to have _that_ look on his face?? Mr. Pentes, if you come any closer, I will sneeze on you!
After searching for “Jack Pentes” to see if he did other, similar, works of illustration, I found that he designed a popular theme park about Frank Baum’s Oz, now closed, and… invented the fast food restaurant ball pit.
And, of course, there’s nothing vaguely ‘mating’-oriented about that rocket ship on the cover blasting through a smoke ring. Egad!
Space Age mating!
Anyone else read that with the transatlantic accent you would hear during those old-timey PSA and educational films?