We have all agonised over not being able to find a bathroom or toilet in time. It isn’t always easy to control the body’s more natural functions. This is a simple story of just that, and the fight to control the bladder. Incontinence hits most of us at some time or other, from being potty trained to trained to be in control.

It was such a lovely day. Early summer, the morning was a warm one. I had awoken quite early, and I was full of hope and excitement about the hours ahead. I had only just joined the school. It was pretty good.  I think it was the local school, but all the teaching and learning that went on there was fantastic for someone like me. I wanted to absorb everything and learn- about everything.

 

All breakfasted up and with my drink bottle inside my case, off I went. I walked to school. The neighborhood was a very pleasant one. There was nothing immature about the houses, the tress and the roads. As I came out of the up market block of 14 flats where I lived, I took in the splendor of the gracious houses that lined the road to school. The trees were swaying gently in the breeze. I felt like I was literally on top of the world. The flats were high on a hill, don’t you know. And the walk to school was down hill. Across from the flats was a large paddock- more like a field really. Beautiful lustrous horses spent their days idling away and eating grass. They were fine horses, and sometimes I watched them for hours, perching myself upon the window sill high above the world. I never looked down directly, just incase the window should give way and I should tumble out onto the road 4 storey’s below.

 

So, this particular day, off I went, like every 5 days out of seven. Before I knew it, I was walking down the most beautiful wood laden corridor. The smell of the floor rising intoxicatingly as it warmed up from all the falling feet. It was noisy in the corridors, people going this way and that. I bet that if  a person waited till there was no one in the building, the wooden floors would start to echo with sounds of chunnering and laughing, shouting and  footfall, with the sound of the bell that rung every 90 minutes. 1st bell of the day was like a prayer call for everyone to attend. The 2nd bell of the day summoned us to eat.

So we ate. And we drank. I drank quite a lot that day. Lots of juice and water. The day was warm, and I had been told that someone of my age should drink lots of water and juice. Especially when it was hot.  Ever obedient, I made sure I was hydrated. At the 3rd bell, I relinquished some of the fluid, and opted to drink some more to replace it.

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  • Jerry Bradford aka Jerry Atrixx on Oct 18, 2010

    EXCELLENT!

    As I relaxed my muscles, I realized to my horror that I was indeed having a pee on the lid of the toilet seat.

    Hahahahahahahha! So funny! Us guys don’t wait till the last minute to pee like you ladies do. I got a huge tickle out of the image of you urinating on the toilet seat!

    LOL!

  • awesome11 on Oct 18, 2010

    Excellent Share

  • GodsGrace on Oct 18, 2010

    Nice Sahre

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