Kindergarten incident

One of my earliest memories is from kindergarten but before I get into that story I need to provide you a little background.  I was raised in a Catholic family and attended Nativity Catholic grade school.  Most of the teachers were nuns but there were also a few lay teachers and what they said was law.  Now I was a good kid and pretty quite but every kid gets in trouble now and then sometimes unintentionally.

So with that background here's my story. I was age 5 when I attended kindergarten.  I don’t remember my teachers name but she was a lay teacher not a nun.  As with all Catholic schools you started and ended school with a prayer sometimes standing by your desk other times we all stood together in the front of the room.  Kindergarten was only ½ day and I attended the morning session.  I like many kids was easily distracted so much so that I would wait to the last minute to ask to go to the bathroom.  So one day while we were have one of our prayer sessions I raised my hand to let the teacher know I had to go to the bathroom, she saw me but waved me off as if to say “Not Now” but I persisted by frantically waving my hand.  She again waved me off but this time she looked very annoyed that I persisted.  I now was dancing around like young boys do when they can’t hold it anymore however it made no difference, well you probably figured this out by now but since I couldn’t hold it and peed (urinate was not yet in my vocabulary) in my pants.

Now that was a little embarrassing but in al fairness I did try to give her fair warning which she ignored.  After the incident the teacher with great surprise asked, “Why didn’t you tell me you needed to go?”  Are you kidding me besides ignoring me didn’t she see me dancing around like MC Hammer (I know he came later but how do you think he learned to dance like that).  So I said, “I tried to ask but you didn’t let me” that was akin to pointing 2 fingers at my eyes then pointing back at her (saying I’m watching you).  So I was standing in a puddle of pee (I really had to go bad) but I luckily didn’t have to clean it up, maybe the teacher did (my bad).   When my mom came to pick me up the teacher then had to explain what happened then my mom ask me “Why didn’t you raise your hand” I again stated “I tried to ask but she didn’t let me” as if to say “Don’t mess with me”.

I don’t remember any repercussions from the teacher or my friends because of this incident but I do remember when any kid (especially me) raised their hand anytime in class they were immediately given proper attention.  Sometimes kids school the teacher.