Teenagers these days, what a controversial topic! I had my fair share of teen aged boys and their inappropriate gestures and comments when I taught in a school for 9 months. Having only just left high school when I did this, I was very understanding and laughed it off taking it all one day at a time.
Now American teen aged boy oh boys. . . My very first set in stone memory of these boys was driving them all to their high school carnival. These boys are all very happy hormonal 14 - 15 year olds. About 11 boys piled into my car and insisted on me driving with one's foot over my shoulder, anther's bum my rear view mirror and a few other interesting bromance positions going on. Don't be alarmed I'm not stupid enough to go with this so I decide to be nice and offer to do two trips. So this very rambunctious young lad decides to battle my actual host kid for the front seat. After many inappropriate comments and questions he somehow veered onto the topic of his boxers and what were on them, so to show me he randomly decided to whip off his shirt, much to my disgust of course. Now that the annoying typical teenaged "make sure my boxers stick out over my pants" was in full view he was even more instant on me looking at them. After my yelling at him and telling him that I had no interest he decided to take off his pants at a red traffic light. . . oh no, it gets worse. He decided to jump out of the car and do a little dance with his pants around his ankles. Please keep in mind that I am in a soccer mom mini van with 5 other boys in the back cheering him on and loving the colour of crimson my face has adopted.
After he jumps back in the car with a great sense of pride and accomplishment on his face, he decides to put his arm around me and tell me he loves me. He also had this WEIRD obsession with smelling me and my hair. At the next red light I decided it was time to have some fun. As I predicted, he jumped out the car and did his little dance, but much to his dismay the robot turned green while he was still doing his dance, so my host kid who I developed a lot more sisterly love for that night, closed the door, locked it and yelled "DRIVE, DRIVE, DRIVE" and so I did, but the sporting lad caught hold of the door handle and trotted next to the car with his pants still around his ankles until we crossed the intersection and I decided to let him back into the car. Now you are probably all thinking "what a terrible Au pair" but he learnt his lesson, do you think he did it again? . . . Yes he did!
The amount of things these boys do to make me scream are endless, the amount of Chinese Fire Drills these boys have put me through are beyond counting, but I will share one other story. After picking up my host kid and 2 of his friends, I over hear them saying "top first, yes, yes", my immediate reaction was "NO YOU WILL NOT CLIMB OVER THE ROOF OF THIS CAR" but they assured me that they would do no such thing. We reach our first red robot and suddenly all their shirts come off! It was way worse than I expected. Next red light off with their pants and thank goodness we got the next couple robots green, but then we got to another red robot and thank goodness they decided Chinese fire drill instead of taking off their boxers. My host kid, over the roof, the next kid around the front and the other all the way around. A few days later it turns out one of my friends actually witnessed said action.
As much as these boys drive me insane, up the wall and sometimes make me want to rip my hair out, out of pure stress and freaking out that someone calls the cops on us one night or worse, my host mom drives passed, they really do make my year worth it. Each time I chauffeur them around it is an adventure and I think I should add that each one of these boys has slowly but surely creeped into my heart and I have found a soft spot for each of them (in a very non pedophile kinda way).
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