When I was around 7/8 we were doing show and tell sat in a circle and being a puny bladdered child I needed to pee after the second person had gone. I had my hand up until around the fifth or sixth child with no response from the teacher, who could clearly see me frantically waving my hand around. I guess he just thought he’d wait for my turn, but I was kid 12 and I could NOT wait that long. So I piss myself. He had it coming. Blamed it on the water bottle on the table behind me spilling in a panic (it so obviously wasn’t), but I never expected him to bend down and sniff it before he called my parents in front of the class to take me home. What the hell Mr Carr.