exploring

I was a little shy to share some 13 year olds views on homosexuals. On of my non- informant asked me a question, "when a boy makes out with another boy are they gay?" In response I asked him a question, what does making out mean? "My God you do not know what making out means, how dumb you can be!", replied my little informant. "Well, times have changed and so have the languages", I expressed my innocence, trying to tell him I am not stupid. Then I gave him the answer to his question, I said," you can not pass a judgement about any body at this age since, this age is unpredectable. Adolescents are experiencing various emotions at the same time and they have no clue what they are doing and what do they want." "Hum!" was the answer I got in return.
My female informant was supposed to meet me over the weekend to go over her ny space web page but she couldn't, since she woke up late due to party she had attended the night before. She whispered on the phone," Sorry! I cannot make it, I am in trouble, due to late night ventures and plus I have to go to work, bye, I will call you later." That was it I never got a call from her after that.
My male informant came over to talk about the project and expressed no problem in sharing his my space with the whole class. While we were amidst a conversation, a weird ringtone goes off, it was his cell phone. He picks up the call and tells me " I have to go, it's my friend."
I was curious and wanted to ask him, whether it was a girl or a boy, but I just remembered Anthropologist do not ask questions!

understand my world

I met my female informant over the weekend, since she had the flue we could not really speak with each other. She comes over to show me her Tatoo. She got a tatoo on her neck; saying her name. My jaw dropped on the floor, I asked her when, how and now what all at the same time.
She was not at all hesitant in telling me the whole incident, it all happened when she had gone for her vacation to Chicago, where she and her cousin sneaked out of the house to get one. Some how her mother, has an intuition of her acts. She calls her on her cell phone and confronts her to speak the truth. She spoke the truth that she already has one and now nothing can be done about it. To her utter surprise her mother did not say a word when she came home. Apparently, she realized the issues which will be created when her grandparents and her father finds out about her. It is still under wraps; and she trusts me for not to share this information to her family.
I acknowledged her wish, and turned it into command.

My first meeting with my informants was very brief, a brief intoduction of the whole assignement and their consent was accomplished. Their only fear was "do not tell my parents since you will be part of us." I bided by their wish and gave them assurance that, this is what this assignment is all about.