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// He Taught You What? 
// Story: Different Teacher, Different Lesson 
// by StormLuna 
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The following morning arrived and Cheerilee was feeling better, much better.  She was feeling well enough that she contacted the EEA and let them know that she could return to the classroom and thus, the substitute could return to Canterlot.  As she was getting ready for the school day, she began to wonder how yesterday's lesson went.  She was sure that her class would have plenty of questions, questions that she was kind of nervous to answer.

When she finally arrived at the school she was less than thrilled when she saw the big change in the classroom.  Gone was the chalkboard that she had been using for as long as she had been teaching.  In its place was a white board along with multiple markers.  She sighed in frustration, "Ugh, why did that substitute switch out my chalkboard for this?  It wasn't their right to do this." 

Cheerilee was admittedly angry but then she noticed that the markers were of different colors and there was an eraser so she then began to think that maybe this wouldn't be so bad.  She began to think that maybe this would be beneficial since she could write different things in different colors.  As her students began to file into the classroom, she watched with a smile hoping that they had learned a great deal while she was gone. 

Once her class was seated she said, "Good morning class, so what all did you learn yesterday." 

Snails, wanting to show that he learned something raised his hoof and replied, "I learned that my dad gave me a Y chrom, kimon....or something, a Y." 

Cheerilee had a bit of a curious look on her face when Scootaloo added, "And we learned that ponies can be born in labs!" 

Sweetie Belle added, "And that stallion stuff and mare stuff has to be combined to make a new pony." 

Toolaroola continued, "And I'm probably the result of my parents working in radiology!"

Cheerilee was flat out confused by this point.  She asked, "What?  Where is all this coming from?"

Apple Bloom replied, "Well he taught us all about genetics, chromosomes, why ponies turn out the way they do and how ponies can form in labs!"  

Coconut Cream added, "And he brought up a lot about injecting male reproductive material into female reproductive material."

Cheerilee was stunned over what her students were telling her because this did not sound like anything that she was going to teach them.  She decided she was going to find out what was going on.  She asked, "Class, did your substitute teach you anything about sex?"

Her class gave her a blank stare before Toolaroola asked, "Sex?  What's that?"

Cheerilee was not very happy at this point.  She realized that the pony who filled in for her gave them a biology lesson more suited for junior high ponies if not high school ponies rather than a sex ed course that would be geared for younger ponies.  She sighed in frustration, "Ugh, that substitute was probably some old order unicorn who believes teaching students about how ponies are made and sexuality should be taught by parents, not in schools!" 

Apple Bloom asked, "So what he taught us is wrong?"

Cheerilee replied, "No but he taught you the scientific way of how ponies come to be.  Thanks to him, I'm going to have to teach all of you what I planned on yesterday." 

Cheerilee's class then readied themselves to learn about something that they figured would be the same thing that they learned the day before, perhaps only with less confusing terms. 





The lesson that day was much different than what White Board had taught them.  For some of them they thought Cheerilee's lesson was odd, some thought it was gross and some were in a state of shock that their teacher would even teach such a thing.  After a full minute of awkward silence Cheerilee asked her class, "So class, do you have any questions?"

Apple Bloom was suspicious on whether her lesson was even legit, "Really Miss Cheerilee, ponies actually do that sort of stuff?"

Scootaloo asked her own question, "That sounds gross.  Why would ponies even do such gross things?"

Cheerilee replied, "Like I said in the lesson, it is because they like each other." 

"By putting them through that?  That sounds more like torture."  Scootaloo commented.

Toolaroola added, "There is no way this is true and besides, I liked White Board's lesson more." 

Coconut added, "Yeah, it was confusing but at least it wasn't full of gross stuff." 

Cheerilee sighed in frustration over the responses she was getting.  It was not so much because of how they did not get the lesson, it was more because she began to think that such a lesson should not even be taught to foals that young.  She really wanted to get out of this situation and let her students clear their minds.   She suggested, "How about you go home early class.  Today's lesson had to have been tough on you." 

Her class cheered before heading for the door.  As they were exiting Toolaroola asked, "Coconut, you want to play some hop-scotch?"

Coconut replied, "Yeah, I'd love to." 

Once her class had left, Cheerilee sighed in frustration, "Now I know why those old order unicorns don't believe in teaching sex ed in schools and after this, I agree with them."  Cheerilee then developed a sick feeling in her stomach as she began to worry that her students would tell their families about this and that they wouldn't be one bit happy over it.  She finished, "I just hope they don't fire me over this and bring in White Board permanently."