Jules just came home from dropping our son Benedict off at school here in Holland. He told me the teacher had a approached him to say that they would be doing sex education over the next three weeks. She mentioned it because "I know you're religious." (How did she know that?!) She thought we might have concerns. She said he could possibly join the 4th graders, where they cover only the biological aspect of human reproduction. In fifth grade, they get rather heavy. (We're talking about 10, 11 and 12 year olds.)
Jules asked if it's normal for kids to be pulled out. She said, somewhat apologetically, "Really, there aren't so many religious people around here."
There's an information meeting tonight. I'm grateful for that. Also grateful that she approached us about it. But I'm feeling sick to my stomach, and remembering why we moved back to America when our children started getting older.
Where is concern for innocence? Where is concern for moral virtue?
No wonder there are so few religious people left in Holland.