I saw T walk into the cafeteria late because he needed to go to the bathroom before Assembly. He made his way around the kindergarten students when I noticed the front of his pants was wet.
OH NO! I thought.
I tiptoed around the back row and kneeled down next to T.
“Hey, T, did you have an accident?” I whispered.
“No,” he said, “My pants just got wet with water.”
“Ok.” I said.
I walked back around to my chair.
After about a minute my thoughts returned to T. Oh no! He was getting our class’ Citizenship Award today. He would have to stand in front of everyone! Would everyone notice his wet pants? Would he be too embarrassed to walk to the front of the cafeteria? Am I about to create a traumatic experience that will haunt him forever??????
I tiptoed back over to T, faster this time.
“Hey, T, do you want to go get another pair of pants?” I asked.
“Nah, I’m fine.”
I took a deep breath. Ok, here we go….
When T was called up for his award, he shyly walked to the front. I held my breath. He stood proudly while he was honored for his award. While you could see his wet pants, no one seemed to pay any attention to it. Maybe no one noticed. Maybe he didn’t care. Thank god!