But all went well, and we got the kids outside to play around in the sun for a bit before heading back to school. My sole boy, Paul, came up to me asking to go to the bathroom. While I was looking around for the head teacher to ask him the location of the bathroom, Paul decides that he can't wait any longer, so he just whips it out and pees on my shoe. What a moment. And apparently every teacher has one of those moments in their first few months teaching here...I just might have gotten mine out of the way early. It was definitely mortifying, even though no real damage was done and I was able to wash my shoe later.
The joys of working with young kids!