A nine-year-old boy sits at his desk when suddenly, he feels it—a warm puddle forming beneath his feet. He looks down in horror. The front of his pants are soaked.
His heart pounds. How did this happen? This has never happened before. He knows the second the other boys find out, he’ll be the laughingstock of the school. And the girls? They’ll never speak to him again. Ever.
Panicked, he bows his head and prays, Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now! In five minutes, I’m dead meat!
When he looks up, he sees the teacher walking toward him, her eyes locked onto him. She knows.
Just as she’s about to reach him, something miraculous happens. Susie, a classmate, is carrying a goldfish bowl full of water. She trips—right in front of the teacher—and dumps the entire bowl into the boy’s lap.
For a moment, there’s silence. Then chaos.
The boy pretends to be furious, but inside, he’s singing Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!
Instead of mockery, he’s suddenly showered with sympathy. The teacher hurries him downstairs to change into gym shorts while his pants dry. His classmates scramble to clean up the mess, patting him on the back and reassuring him that accidents happen.
But life isn’t fair. The ridicule that should have been his is now Susie’s.
“Way to go, klutz!” someone sneers.
“You’ve done enough, Susie! Just stay out of the way,” another adds.
She tries to help, but no one lets her.
At the end of the day, as they wait for the bus, the boy quietly walks over to her and whispers, “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
Susie leans in and whispers back, “I wet my pants once too.”
Moral:
Everyone experiences moments of embarrassment and struggle. When we see others in difficult situations, we should remember how it feels and choose kindness over cruelty. One day, we may be the ones who need a helping hand.
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