I went for a walk with dada when mama went for her yoga classes. As has been the practice this last week, I rode my scooter and dada watched the road for oncoming vehicles. We went to my school (Bellerive) and I suggested we race in the track around the playground – me on the scooter and dada running. When we reached about half way (I was leading, of course), I felt pissy…so real pissy that I couldn’t hold it for even a minute. So, dada told me to get behind the wooden bench and let it out. I got behind the bench, but couldn’t hold it any longer and just pissed in my clothes. I felt very embarrassed and distressed. I started crying. Dada was trying to console me saying, “It is ok”. But, I was so wet that I couldn’t even walk and wanted to remove my clothes. But dada said we can’t do that because we didn’t have spare clothes. It was the first time anything like that had happened to me.
There was a boy who was a little older than me who was running around the ground. He knew something was wrong, but I am not sure if he saw what had happened. He didn’t laugh at me or anything. I saw another couple of people walking towards where we were and I wanted to get out of there. I tried to walk a little, but it was just plain messy. Dada carried my scooter and helmet in one hand and picked me up in his other hand and carried me across the playground and to the steps that led up to the no man’s land. He was panting. I think I have grown too big for him now. I was still crying, but managed walk across the no man’s land to Bellerive Estate Drive. When we got to Deauville Ct, there was a little girl standing there all by herself. Dada asked her if she was lost. She said, “No”. Then, we walked towards our home. Mary and her friends were on the street, but I don’t think they noticed my wet pants.
We reached home and we removed all my clothes and took a shower. It was really an embarrassing and uncomfortable experience. Not an appropriate one to start a diary with, but here I cut the ribbon to my diary…..
Dada was so sympathetic of me that he let me watch two episodes of “Sister Sister”. I think I am getting a little bored with “Sister Sister” now. Dada must have sensed it and he changed the channel to ESPN2 where a tennis game was going on. Tennis is my newest passion, but this was the first game I watched on TV. Dada taught me the scoring and some rules. I think I like this game. I can’t wait for the day I play a real game on a real court. Dada tells me, “Ruby, you are a good player like Binu”. I want to play my first game with dada.
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