So Long Normality Scene 1
Kevin = Christopher
Kathy = Catherine
Karen = Connie
Kyle-Lee = Vincent
Kane = Benjamin

I was pretty excited until that first day when all the teasin’ started all over again. I had not even made it off the bus that first mornin’ and my pants were wet. Normally if that stuff happened at my old school, I had a change of clothes in my backpack plus ma had given the school nurse at my old school a bunch of undershorts and long pants for emergencies. Since it was my first day at a new school and I didn’t want anyone knowin’ about my problem I decided not to put any dry pants or undershorts in my backpack and ma had not gone to my new school yet to see the nurse there and give her some clothes for emergencies.

Well, that first day was real bad, after lunch, a bunch of kids cornered me on the playground and started teasin’ me about wettin’ my pants on the bus. They kept callin’ me a baby and tellin’ me to suck on my thumb like a little baby. One of the boys who I heard everyone callin’ Lumpy, he punched me in the stomach and when he did, I accidentally messed the back of my undershorts. What was worse was that it was loud enough that everyone knew it happened and started laughing and tellin’ everyone on the playground what I did.

My dad had to drive all the way to my new school just to brin’ me clean undershorts and pants. I wanted to go home so bad but he would not let me. He made me stay for the rest of the day and everyone then got to keep teasin’ me until the end of the day.

The ride home on the bus was the worse. No one would let me sit down anywhere and I ended up havin’ to sit all the way in the back by myself. When the bus finally got to where I was supposed to get off to walk the rest of the way, I got up and started walkin’ to the front but someone tripped me and I fell and hit my mouth on the edge of one of them seats. When I got up I seen that the front of my pants was wet so I ran off the bus and kept runnin’ all the way home and went right to my room, which I share with my other brothers.

I stayed in my room cryin’ until my sister Connie came lookin’ for me ‘cause I had not done any of my chores after school. At first, she was mad at me for not takin’ care of the chickens or seein’ that the cows were watered but then she seen my busted lip and all the blood on my pillow and boy did she explode.

I told her what happened and how Lumpy had punched me in the stomach and made me mess my undershorts. I also told her how pa had to brin’ me some clean undershorts and pants and about what happened on the bus. She got my lip all cleaned up, helped me change into my pajamas and said she would do my chores for me and to just lay up in my bed and rest. I ended up sleepin’ all the way through supper and did not even know it until ma was wakin’ me up for school the next mornin’. I found out that Connie told ma and pa and everyone else what happened and I guess ma decided to let me go on sleepin’.
In the mornin’, I didn’t want to get up and go to school again but ma said if I didn’t get out of bed and into the bathtub, she was goin’ to tan my backside. While I was in the tub washing ‘cause I had wet while I was sleepin’, which I do every night, Christopher came into the bathroom with Catherine, Vincentand Benjamin and said that today I didn’t have to take the bus and that they were goin’ to take me to school.

I still did not want to go but I did anyway. I got my nice school uniform on, Christopher helped me tie the tie cause I kept gettin’ it all wrong and then we all piled into Christopher’s truck which is really just the old field truck that he drives around the farm. I sat up front with Christopher while the rest got in the back.

I already knew what was goin’ to happen before we got to my new school and I was a little scared that Christopher would get in trouble with the police since he is not a kid no more but he told me not to worry about nothing.
We got to school long before the buses got there and so Christopher lead us all into the school and right into the office where he started yellin’ at that same funny lookin’ man that had come to our house that one day. Christopher never touched the man but he didn’t have too. Christopher was shoutin’ and cussin’ and told him that if I come home one more time cryin’ or bleedin’ that Christopher was goin’ to come back and . . . well I am not allowed to use the words that Christopher said to that man but by the time Christopher was done yellin’, that man looked like he was about to cry. I found out later that, that man is in charge of the whole school and his name is Mr. Glick. He is actually a pretty nice man but he is still kind of weird and always smells like he was rollin’ around in flowers.

Catherine gave the school nurse a big paper bag full of clean undershorts and pants for me and when Christopher, Catherine and me turned to leave, Vincent and Benjamin were not there. A couple seconds later, some kids came runnin’ in and said there was a big fight out in front of the school. All of us ran out of the big wooden front doors and I seen Vincent and Benjamin poundin’ the feathers out of Lumpy and five other boys. Yeah that’s right, my two little brothers had taken on six older boys and creamed every last one of them.

There was a couple teachers tryin’ to get through the crowd of shoutin’ kids but they could not seem to do anything. All Christopher had to do to break up the fight was whistle once and Vincent and Benjamin jumped up and walked over to the truck, leavin’ all six boys lyin’ on the grass cryin’ and bleedin’. I didn’t hear what Christopher said to Mr. Glick but I seen Mr. Glick shakin’ his head and waivin’ his hands and I knew Vincent and Benjamin weren’t goin’ to get into any trouble for beatin’ up Lumpy and those other boys.

After that second mornin’, I didn’t have too much trouble at my new school for the rest of that year. Well, once in a while someone would see I had wet my pants in class or on the bus and they would laugh but all I had to do was whisper back that the next day they better be ready for a beatin’ cause I was bringin’ my brothers to school and that would shut them up. I really only had to have Christopher drive Vincent and Benjamin to school one other mornin’ and they didn’t even have to do nothing. Soon as Mr. Glick seen my brothers gettin’ out of the truck with me, he came runnin’ over lookin’ all worried and scared. Christopher told the man the names of the three boys that had been pickin’ on me the day before and as soon as the buses started pullin’ up in front of the school, Mr. Glick ran over and snatched all three boys the second they stepped off their buses. I found out later that same day that all three boys had their parents called in and got whacks right there in the school office.

This year things kind of got worse for me. I started havin’ more and more accidents in my pants both number one and number two. Doc Wilson checked me over and explained to my ma usin’ some fancy doctor words that I didn’t understand at first but then he explained it to me so that I could understand. He said that he thought it was because I was startin’ to grow faster and for a while I might have a harder time controllin’ when I needed to go but that I should not let it bother me ’cause he was sure it was only a temporary thing that I would eventually out grow.

It wasn’t really a problem to deal with durin’ last summer while I was still at home and could get cleaned up whenever I would wet my pants or mess the back of my undershorts but things got a lot harder when school started again.

Pretty much all my classmates and teachers were aware of my wettin’ problem and if I did wet my pants my teachers would give me a hall pass without sayin’ anything and I went to the nurse to get some dry undershorts and pants. I had a few friends at school from last year and they didn’t much care that I wet my pants and they would even stick up for me if they heard somebody whisperin’ behind my back.

However, about three weeks into the new school year, I was sittin’ in class while we were learnin’ about compound fractions when the worst thing happened. Up until then, I had managed not to have any more messy accidents at my new school since that first and only time on my first day. I did have a few messy accidents right after I got off the bus at the end of the day but by then no one was around from my school to know about it. But then on that one day, for some reason and without any notice at all, I felt the seat of my undershorts fill up. Seconds later everyone could smell it and knew what had happened.

My teacher, who I had never had a problem with before, yelled at me in front of my whole class and said that I was a nasty boy; then she walked me all the way to the office herself. She told Mr. Glick that she would not allow me back in her classroom if I was goin’ to be soilin’ myself.

Mr. Glick then called my ma and pa who both had to come to the school and talk with Mr. Glick while I waitin’ in the nurse’s office. The nurse had always been nice whenever I had come in with wet pants and would let me change on my own without sayin’ anything but this time she didn’t leave me to change on my own because I obviously could not clean myself without a bathtub.

So, she took me by the hand and made me lay on one of the beds where we have to lay if we come in feelin’ sick. I don’t know why I got so upset and was cryin’ but I was and I could not stop either. I guess I was cryin’ because now everyone at school would know I messed my undershorts and this time I can’t blame it on Lumpy punching me in the belly.

She was still very nice and helped me clean up and when she helped me put on clean undershorts and pants she then said that I had to lay back down with a cool rag on my forehead and wait until ma and pa showed up. I was sure Pa was goin’ to be mad but when the nurse came back and took me into Mr. Glick’s office, I noticed right away that pa looked more worried then mad and ma, she was cryin’, which made me start cryin’ again too.

I didn’t have to stay at school that time. Instead, I got to ride all the way back to the farm in the back of pa’s pickup truck, which don’t have no cover like Christopher’s truck does. That was the first time ever that I road in the back all by myself and it was the best.