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