Son: Daddy, what is a contraceptive?
Father: You will know when you grow up, son.
Son: When wills that be, dad?
Father: When you go to college, son.
Son: But I don’t want to go to college.
Father: You have to go to college, son. How else will you ever be a learned man?
Son: I don’t have to be a learned man, dad, because all I am going to be is Prime Minister.
Father: Go, talk to your mom, son.
Son: About contraceptives, dad?
Father: I am busy, just go out and play.
Son: Play with what? I don’t even know what a contraceptive is.
Article extracted from this publication >> February 8, 1985
