590km= a fuck-off long way.
So me, 12 students and another teacher, just out on the open road. Riding all day and camping at designated camp-grounds during the night:
I love camping but with camping on organized events such as this, comes communal showers and of course, with communal showers comes forced exposure to nudity.
I have no hassles with nudity. Least not my own; I’ve hung out at a nude festival and spent 3 years in a girl’s boarding school. I’ve seen my fair share of vagina. Hell I’m still trying to erase the memory of walking in on my 190 ‘kilogrammed’ boarding house mistress as she was “flossing” her privates dry.
Shudder.
Moment absolutely and most vividly relived.
Nudity. Could not bother me less. But look, call me old-fashioned but I just think at no point in a student’s life should they EVER have to see their teacher naked. I mean I’ll admit for a teacher I don’t think it would be terribly horrific to have to see me naked but I am a firm believer in the fact the students should never ever ever see their teacher’s in all their genital-glory.
Once in high school, on swimming sport’s day, Mrs Nedgo did change straight out of her wet one-piece in stark, bouncing, all-bets-are-off view of the entire year 10 cohort of immature teenagers who were prudently and desperately clinging to their towels as they changed beneath them for cover.
For the rest of my years there, I couldn’t look her in the eye.
And let’s not bring up that whole boarding mistress incident again.
I think I just did.
I also think I just spewed up a little bit in my mouth.
Anyhoo. So communal showers. I chose to shower in my bathers. One evening there was these two women who were- let’s not fuck around- morbidly obese. One of them even had a mole on her arse and I think it winked at me.
Anyway the moled mole had the sheer audacity to verbally denounce my choice of showering sans public display of va-jay-jay. Something about being comfortable naked, flaunt what God gave you, blahdy blahdy mole mole.
I was livid.
But you know what? I didn’t say anything. Not because I have insufficient back bone but more because she was morbidly obese on a physically demanding event and had a winking mole. I figured that her life was probably tough enough.
Oh my, I detest communal showers. I used to swim every week, but ever since moving to Xi'an, China (where the bathrooms and shower rooms are door-less) I've stopped. I just feel uncomfortable among other naked women, especially because none of them shave anywhere and it's just...a little gross.
It is a wonder you survived after the boarding mistress, nudie teacher and then those scary nekked ladies! While I'm not shy and even prance around MY house nude, I'm not one to take my kit off in front of strangers and don't really even have occasion or desire to do so in front of my female friends. Communal is just so NOT my thing. ...But handsome naked men, well that is an altogether different story ; )