There’s a lot of talk about how kids are oversexed these days and who’s to blame. Television? Rap music?
I say elementary school teachers for those smutty Valentine’s Day parties they throw. You know the ones I’m talking about, with those handmade paper mailboxes and punch-and-cookie rations. Sure, the parties seem innocent enough, but a SpongeBob SquarePants Valentine card is still a Valentine card. “Will you be my Valentine?” isn’t about being friends. It’s about getting into somebody’s squarepants.
In other words, why is a holiday with ties to the Roman festival of fertility celebrated in grade school?
It doesn’t make any sense. Valentine’s Day is about romantic love, celebrated in the middle of February because a long time ago, people noticed that’s when the birds were pairing up to do some of that “birds and bees” stuff.
St. Valentine doesn’t have anything to do with it either. He’s just a guy who was martyred around the same time the birds were getting it on. For the record, there were at least three St. Valentines, and all of them were martyred. What kind of message that sends about romantic love, I don’t know, but diamond industry is all over it.
There’s an old wives’ tale about marriage and Valentine’s Day. It says if a woman sees a robin fly overhead on Valentine’s Day, it means she’ll marry a sailor. If she sees a sparrow, she’ll marry a poor man and be happy. And if she sees a goldfinch, she’ll marry a millionaire.
In other words, it helps to know your birds. So, that’s what grade school teachers should do on Valentine’s Day. Skip the Valentine sentiments and give a lesson on birds. If you’re going to teach kids to play this adult game of love, you better know what you’re looking for.