"Welcome boys, to biology class"
The warm gaze of Mister Martin shifted all around the room, taking in the faces of each boy present there.
"Today, we will be talking about reproduction"
One could hear the mutters coming from the students around, with the interest of soon piqued in what the teacher had to say.
"The topic of reproduction gets introduced to you all, to better orient you with all needed to know about engaging with the opposite sex"
"I don't think that's a problem for most of us here" The utterance of Marco Dalton earned an uproar in the room, laughters of the boys soon breaking the silence.
"Boys"
The voice of Mister Martin barely was acknowledged as the chatters continued.
"Boys"
This time, his bellow had snapped everyone in check, all eyes fixed on his figure stood before the class.
"This subject wasn't added to your curriculum to be romanticized. It was included in your work, so as to equip you all with the knowledge to aid you in making the right decisions"
"Reproduction in its basic sense, simply means the coming together of both genders to produce an offspring by sexual means"
He took a pause taking sight of the amusement his words brought about to each boy.
"For reproduction to come about, sex must be involved" And then the hooting and huffs began.
"Is this some form of Sex-Ed" The voice of Timmy rang out. Form sat at a corner of the room, his eyes remained fixed in Mister Martin's. "Cause that's a different course on its own, isn't it?"
"I believe each boy here is at a stage where he develops raving hormones, and craving for company of the opposite gender. Now, believe me, that is not sin, for it is what the human body experiences.
But how are you to know the outcomes of sexual intercourse, if you hold no knowledge to what reproduction is all about?"
He pulled his marker off the desk, drawing a line on the white board.
On either end of the line, he had outlined the words; Reproduction and Sex.
"These two are linked" He called.
"For this to happen—He pointed at the word, reproduction—this must have taken place—he pulled his index to the word, Sex.
"When the sperm of a male approaches the lady's oocyte, pushing into her ovaries, that is when reproduction comes about, or the physical end product of it—babies"
"How many of us would love to become a father?"
The eyes of Mister Martin scanned the figures in the room, taking in the number of hands raised, and somewhat satisfied, he pulled his lips open to resume speaking, but took a pause at the sight of that figure couple rows behind, whose hands never got raised.
"Mister Cobain"
His voice remained low, yet managing to grab the attention of that form.
"Is there a reason you've chosen not to partake in our discussion?"
That gaze remained fixed on him, the eyes of Zachary watching the man ahead.
"Forgive me for not sharing in your excitement on the topic of being a father" The voice of the young man poured out low.
"I have a father" His words were emitted.
"A father who hasn't acknowledged me since my seventeen years of existence"
"Would you want me to put a child through the same pain I suffered?" He called.
"Are you willing to bestow the same pain as you were given, onto that child? I believe it is your will to right it, and become the father your father never got to be" Followed Mister Martin.
"You do have a step-father if I'm not mistaken"
"Since when did this discourse have anything to do with my life?" The voice of Zachary was low, eyes intent on the man away.
"You can't go on avoiding the topic, Zachary"
"Isn't this supposed to be Biology Class? Why then do you choose to meddle into my business?"
With that, he had gotten to his feet, proceeding out the room, leaving the onlooking eyes staring at his departing form.