A nine-year-old boy sits at his desk when he suddenly feels it—a warm puddle beneath him. Panic hits. The other kids will laugh, the girls will never speak to him again.
He bows his head and prays, “Dear God, I need help! In five minutes, I’m dead meat!”
Just then, Susie trips in front of the teacher, dumping a bowl of water into his lap. Chaos erupts—but instead of ridicule, he’s met with sympathy. The teacher sends him to change, and classmates reassure him. Meanwhile, Susie takes the blame.
Later, he whispers to her, “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
She smiles. “I wet my pants once too.”
