I got a ditto sheet that had pictures of the male and female reproductive systems and blanks so you could write in the names of the individual organs and parts and stuff. And when I say pictures, I mean cartoonishly-drawn diagrams from what I think must have been the early 70s.
However, our school was also pretty poor and the "sex ed teacher" was a female substitute gym teacher, so the test involved fill-in-the-blanks with an accompanying visual aid. The female genitalia included things like "ovary", "fallopian tube", "uterus", "cervix", "vulva", but for some reason, the ditto sheet for the male genitals was basically just a drawing of a cock, they didn't even give us courtesy blanks to fill in. I wrote in "head", "shaft", "balls", with arrows pointing to the corresponding shapes on the page, and got full credit.
EDIT:
Prior to that, somebody recorded over my Cinderella tape with some kind of cheap, 90-minute-long porno; it gets right into the "Cinderelly, Cinderelly" song where the mice are making the dress, and then BAM, some guy with the biggest muttonchops I've ever seen and some dark-haired chick with a very nice rear are going at it under a bearskin rug while a blonde woman is doing some topless vacuuming. My sister and I watched for about five minutes in horror before we absconded with the tape to watch it in the basement before anyone caught on. I still have no idea how Cinderella actually ends.
However, our school was also pretty poor and the "sex ed teacher" was a female substitute gym teacher, so the test involved fill-in-the-blanks with an accompanying visual aid. The female genitalia included things like "ovary", "fallopian tube", "uterus", "cervix", "vulva", but for some reason, the ditto sheet for the male genitals was basically just a drawing of a cock, they didn't even give us courtesy blanks to fill in. I wrote in "head", "shaft", "balls", with arrows pointing to the corresponding shapes on the page, and got full credit.
EDIT:
Prior to that, somebody recorded over my Cinderella tape with some kind of cheap, 90-minute-long porno; it gets right into the "Cinderelly, Cinderelly" song where the mice are making the dress, and then BAM, some guy with the biggest muttonchops I've ever seen and some dark-haired chick with a very nice rear are going at it under a bearskin rug while a blonde woman is doing some topless vacuuming. My sister and I watched for about five minutes in horror before we absconded with the tape to watch it in the basement before anyone caught on. I still have no idea how Cinderella actually ends.