toothpastekisses
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Helyna said:Ouuuchhh. I feel for you.
The very worst thing has happened to me so far was in my fourth grade math class. I had to go to the bathroom, but we were working on something, and I didn't ask my teacher for some reason. He had to go out of the classroom for something and told us not to move. I didn't know how to get adults' attention back then, so I didn't ask to go. After he left, I started complaining to my tablemates that I really had to go. The window/door was open, and I could have just run a few yards to the bathroom, but he had said not to move and I COULD NOT disobey him. I can't disobey anyone. I was panicking. I couldn't go but I absolutely had to. I was standing up and asking my tablemates for help (I don't think I listened to what they said - one would have had to offer to go with me and potentially get in trouble, too, I think) when I wet my pants. Everyone was looking at me because they had heard me asking what I should do.
Thank god my teacher came back right then. He sent me to the nurse to change pants. At recess, some teachers sent me and my friends to do something for them, and it was Friday, so people forgot about it over the weekend, but it was still horrible at the time. It's the only time I've really cried at school.
drd77 said:probably presenting something in front of the class. my face will usually get real red and i stutter. then i watch everyone else get up there and nail there presentations. whatever.
Moonie said:One time (in 8th grade English class) my teacher called on my to read the directions to an English lesson. She was sitting down in a chair on the opposite side of the room. When I read the passage she said, "Did anyone on this side of the room hear what she said? Most of the kids didn't say anything, but I guess a few shook their head 'no.' So then she made me read it again (still not loud enough). Then she said, "Stand on the top of your chair and read it." I thought she was joking so I sort of smiled/snickered, until she said, "I am serious." Alas, I had to stand up on top of my chair and read it again. I have never been so embarrassed - and I even think my fellow classmates felt for me. Afterwards she said, "That was much better."