In February of 1993, as a result of massive petitioning and numerous articles in the school newspapers, my school made condoms available to the student population via "condom buckets' in the school bathrooms. By the start of the next school year (Sept. '93), the school had run out of their supply of condoms and had not placed an order to receive another shipment.
The group I was working with, "The Gay/Straight Alliance," formed a sub-group of five poeple who began to monitor the newfound fault in my school's condom distribution plan. We automatically began to make trips to the bathrooms twice a week, checking the "condom buckets" and every time finding them completely empty. This survey was done for two months, at which point we agreed that the time to speak to the principal about the matter had come.
We took with us all the petitions and articles used to get condoms in the school originally, as well as our survey of the bathroom "condom buckets" which remained empty. After meeting with him, we were referred to another facutly member who allegedly was the "head" of the condom distribution program. He clamied that this title actually belonged to a completely different faculty member. She claimed that she didn't even know she was supposed to have anything to do with the whole program at all. And so, feeling remotely like a group of ping pong balls, we bounced back to our principal and questioned the disorganized and ineffective program, which hardly existed at the point anyway. We were told that we expected too much from the administration and that we were acting like "spoiled brats" for wanting condoms so immediately.
It was now the end of November and we began to feel as though the administration was simply paying us lip service, so on December first, (which is World AIDS Day and Day Without Art), our group hung a huge banner in the cafeteria that said "where are the condoms?" On the same day, and article was published in the school-wide paper questioning the dysfunctional condom distribution plan as well as supporting the actions our group had taken.
The next week we had a meeting with the principal (yet again) and set a date by which time we wanted the condoms in the bathrooms and a legitimate director of the distribution program chosen. Sure enough, or luckily, I should say, both of our demands were met on time and that chapter in the school's condom saga was over.
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