Today we launched right into Theatre History. I warned them all ahead of time that I totally geek out over this stuff. And, true t form, I did. But not because I'm overly enthused about theatre history.
I got to explain to them the plot line of Oedipus Rex.
The faces on these kids was *priceless*. And the highlight was this exchange:
Me: So Oedipus marries the queen and has kids with her. She also happens to be his mother.
Student: UGH! That's worse than incest!
Me: *blinkblink* Honey, that IS incest.
Student: Yeah, but, like, it's so much worse than if it was his sister or brother or something.
Me: Uuuuuh.... I don't think think they differentiate. Incest is incest.
It took everything in my power to not spout out, "If you can't keep it in your pants, keep it in your family."