A nine-year-old kid is sitting at his desk and all of a sudden 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 puts his head down and prays, “Dear God, this is an emergency! I
need help now!
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, instead of being the object of ridicule, the boy is the object of
sympathy. The teacher rushes him downstairs and gives him gym shorts to put
on while his pants dry out. All the other children get on their hands and
knees to clean up around his desk. 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!”
At the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the boy whispers to
Susie, “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
Susie whispers back, “I wet my pants once too.”
[thanks, Ronn for the forward]
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Dr Bob Griffin, www.grif.net
1 cross + 3 nails = 4 given