"I am sailing into the wind and dark. But I am doing my best to keep my boat steady and my sails full." ~ Arthur Ashe (tennis player and gentleman)
(OK... This one is NOT for the squemish... It's actually kind of disgusting, but, then, this is also a part of a teacher's life, too!)
My high school art class just before lunch had done brilliantly on their assignment, and we were finishing cleaning up the room before the lunch bell would ring. I was soooo happy!
Then I heard a sort of watery sound, and I glanced over at one of my biggest boys sitting in a short wooden art stool looking kind of sheepishly at me. I looked down, and there was pee streaming down the stool's legs and splashing onto the floor!
I ran over to him and whispered, "Don't move, and don"t worry! The bell's going to ring and we'll get this all fixed then. Just don't worry. It's OK. Just stay there until everyone leaves the room."
My heart bled for this 16-year old kid. What could be more humiliating than peeing in a classroom chocked full of teenagers? Poor, poor kid... What sort of medical problem must he have? Thank God the nurse's office is just down the hall a few steps, I thought.
When the classroom emptied, I ran over to him, and said, "Go right to the nurse, and DON'T WORRY about this mess. I'll clean it up, and hardly anyone will ever know what happened. Just don't worry. It's going to be alright... really."
I got a whole roll of paper towels out and cleaned up every drop of the large, noxtious puddle on the floor. Then I used some sort of cleaning product to try and take the odor out of the room before lunch was over, and the next class would arrive. Needless to say... no lunch for this teacher that day…