
This story dates back to 1985-86. I was a 3 year old boy, then.
It was the usual siesta time at our nursery school, now also Thodupuzha Municipality Community Hall. Once we all fell asleep, teachers left for their turn. As all plunged into deep sleep, there's an emergency. "I need to pee" Toilet was outside school building and all doors were closed. I was ashamed to wake my teachers up to say this. I searched for a possible outlet. No way. I went back to my place and tried to sleep. But pressure under my belly was mounting up and killing me.
My God...what to do? I need to pee.....I pressed my hands against my abdomen...I need to pee. I was about to pee in my shorts, as I came across two plastic cups on the window pane of our play room.
Got it...no more thoughts... I did it in one of them. Ohh...what a relief...I went back and continued sleeping.
Next day teachers were surprised to find water in one of the cups. How could there be water in a closed room. There was not even a single drop on the window pane or on the floor. They looked up to see if there was a broken tile, but no such chances.
They asked all of us to know if it was poured into by any us. “No” said all, including me.
Teachers were really curious to know what it was, so one of the teachers took the cup near to her nose. “Hmm…no smell”
Now she proceeded to taste it…ouch !!!......
”Hmm……slightly salty”, she whispered, followed by the other teacher…”ya..slightly”…..Oops…
I never let myself reveal this secret. This must still be remaining a mystery for them.
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