That One Time I Peed My Pants

When I was in 1st grade, I peed my pants in the middle of class. I don't remember it that well (I was only 6 years old). I remember my mom picking me up and taking me home early that day. At the time I thought "Wow, I sure am lucky mom needed me to come home early, today of all days."

REGARDLESS, one of two things must have happened:

• My peers realized this was an embarrassing accident and never mentioned it ever again.  You know, because 6-year-olds are super polite and always think about others and never tease each other.
  ...or...
• My teacher did some ninja shit to make sure the other kids in class didn't notice, while getting me out of there.

I'd like to also note that I thought I "got away with it." Mom played it off like I must have sat in something wet. My teacher never acknowledged it to me.

It might be 29 years too late, but thank you Mrs. Moody and Mom for saving me from psychologically permanent embarrassment damage.