A nine-year-old kid was sitting at his desk when suddenly
there is a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants are wet. He
thinks his heart is going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how this
has happened. It's never happened before, and he knows that when the boys find
out he will never hear the end of it. When the girls find out, they'll never
speak to him again as long as he lives.
The boy believes his heart is going to stop; he puts his
head down and prays this prayer, "Dear God, this is an emergency! I need
help now! Five minutes from now I'm dead meat"
He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher
with a look in her eyes that says he has been discovered.
As the teacher is walking toward him, a classmate named
Susie is carrying a goldfish bowl that is filled with water. Susie trips in
front of the teacher and inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the boy's lap.
The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to himself,
"Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!"
Now all of a sudden, instead of being the object of
ridicule, the boy is the object of sympathy. The teacher rushes him downstairs
and gives him gym short to put on while his pants dry out. All the other
children are on their hands and knees cleaning up around his desk. The sympathy
is wonderful. But as life would have it, the ridicule that should have been his
has been transferred to someone else - Susie.
She tries to help, but they tell her to get out.
"You've done enough, you klutz!"
Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for
the bus, the boy walks over to Susie and whispers, "You did that on
purpose, didn't you?"
Susie whispers back, "I wet my pants once too."
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