Yellow Pants

It was my first day at school, and like anyone going on a new quest, I was nervous, but at the same time excited. As I walked in the classroom I did something that I have never done, I wet myself. I looked around to see if anyone of my fellow classmates had caught me in the act. I looked down at the puddle I had created, and began to cry. 

"What are you crying for Ahfelisha?" asked the teacher.

"Please mam' I replied, please don't be mad, I am so sorry."

I could have got away with it if I had put on the black skirt my mom had suggested I wore, instead of being stubborn, and wanting to wear my yellow pants. All around the crotch and inner thighs of my yellow pants were soaking, and you didn't have to be Albert Einstein to figure out what had happened.

Thankfully my teacher took me quietly away to the bathroom, allowing me to clean myself up.'I will wait outside' she responded, I figured she was aware of my shame and need for some alone time. "Look under the door", she said, There was a bag with the extra clothing my mom had sent. "Tell me when you've done and I'll come back and get you." I cleaned myself up and yelled out for   her and she opened the door slightly to take my hand.

She looked over to me and stated, "It’s okay, we all get nervous for something, smiling." As embarrassed as I was, I did not respond. Before we entered the class room my teacher had stopped, she stood in front of me playfully saying, "Let’s pretend this never happen, It will be our little secret." "What about the other students", I said. "I will explain the reason for your action." 

I walked into to classroom, where I was greeted by my fellow classmates staring eyes. I sat down in my seat with my head down, embarrassed. After a few minutes of nothing but awkward silence, I looked up to find my classmates standing around me. For a second I thought they were going to tell me how disgusting I was, or even laugh in my face, but instead they each gave me a hug. I remember one girl hugging me and telling me, "It's okay we all are nervous." I looked at my teacher, whom I found smiling and nodding at me, letting me know it’s okay. 

Later on that day, my mom had asked how my first day of school, and I had explained what had happen. She gave me a hug and reassured me that my school days would only get better. With her kind words I knew my days at school would only get better, and they did.

Looking back now, I think I would had never gotten over that day if my teacher, and fellow classmates had not responded the way they did. Throughout the time we spent as a class we became a family and nothing was never embarrassing for us to share with one another, and most of it had to do with our teacher. She told us there's no such thing as an embarrassing moment, and as I grew up, I continued to think that way.