Raise Your Hand…If You’re Shy, or Not?

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I was the shyest kid in my kindergarten class. I remember feeling like everyone was always watching me and always judging me, even if they weren’t. It was like a snake curled up around my brain slowly squeezing me into oblivion and total embarrassment.

One day I went to school; the day seemed like any other. I was sitting in my seat in class when I felt the urge to go. Usually, I would get up and go to the bathroom when I was at home. But this day, while at school, I froze. Every time anyone had to go, they would have to raise their hand and ask the teacher. And every time this ever happened, all the other kids would stare at them and whisper. I just hated that. For some reason, I hate to be the center of attention. Maybe I think people are talking about me, but not in a good way.

Well, I continued to ignore my need to pee until I couldn’t anymore. That’s when I felt a warm wetness spreading through my pants and dampening my chair I was sitting in. I was so painfully shy that I didn’t speak up. I was trying to pretend that nothing was wrong. I’m not sure what happened after that. I assume my teacher had seen what happened and discreetly took care of me. My mother came later and took me home.

Does anyone have an embarrassing moment to share? Line up and let it out.

– Carol

 

 

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The Winter Blues

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We got hit with a little winter blast yesterday. Nothing too bad. It was bad enough to close school – again. What a joy. I love my kids, but when they’re home and cooped up, they drive me crazy. Especially when the two younger ones, who are 12 and 11, want to start fussing at each other over the tv or whatever it is they want to argue about. My older son, at 14, is most usually laid back and doesn’t usually get involved in the shenanigans. He gets dragged into all the fun when my daughter or son decides to take something of his, like his video game controller, and hide it from him. They love doing that, even if it means big brother might go “hulk”on them. It hasn’t been too noisy, other than the downstairs neighbor complaining with banging on her ceiling. It’s just a little weird around here sometimes.

Does anyone else have stories to share when school is canceled because of the weather. Let me know in the comments.

~Carol

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