this morning #1948.

this morning, the new boy sitting in the desk directly in front of mine kept shifting back & forth in his seat. wouldn’t stop moving for more than two seconds. ms dryer had us open up our textbooks & she started the day’s lesson but i was having trouble focusing on what she was teaching. geez. what’s this new kid’s deal? has he never been in a classroom? doesn’t he know how to sit still & listen? first day jitters? he began to furiously tap his foot & then it happened. a trickle at first & then one quick burst as urine silently streamed to the floor. tina screamed and, one by one, those of us near him scattered to avoid the mess. ms dryer leapt into action. chided us. QUIET. held out her hand to the tearful boy & hurried him into the hall.