We reluctantly pulled on our nappies,
followed by the rubber knickers,
then our cotton over knickers and finally,
we pulled our nighties over our heads.
Mum made us say thank you to Mrs Brown for helping, and she left.
We watched girlie TV until 8 pm.
Peter said he didn’t need a clean nappy. I did.
I felt more ashamed than ever as we entered our classroom for the following morning.
Mrs Brown cast us a knowing smile as we took our seats.
Not only had she seen us wearing dresses,
she’d also seen us wearing nappies and nighties.
The same routine went on for the rest of the week,
only Granny helped us with our nightly bath from Tuesday to Friday.
We took it in turns choosing which frock we wore after school
but weren’t allowed to choose one we’d already worn.