Water Fountain

#6

She looked at the clock on the wall, 1:50. Only one more hour till the bell would ring and she could go home and get some rest. She hadn’t been feeling well since lunch and was just trying to make it through the rest of the day. Suddenly she had a very sick feeling in her stomach and asked the teacher to go to the restroom. As soon as she locked the stall door behind her, she became very ill. She got a drink from the water fountain and headed back to the classroom.

She spoke with the assistant teacher and told her that she had just been ill in the bathroom and felt she needed to go home. The teacher told her that it was so close to the end of the day she really should just stick it out. Relunctantly she agreed and took her seat and went back to her reading. She couldn’t focus on any of the words on the page, her head was pounding and all she could see was black spots. She began to get the cold sweats and knew she couldn’t make it the remaining half hour. Again she approached the assistant teacher but got the same response.

Slowly she sat back down in her seat, just then the teacher started talking about closing things for the day. She turned towards him but was beginning to get that feeling in her stomach. She tried to focus on the teacher, thinking that she didn’t have anything left in her system to get sick from. She slowly stuck her hand over her mouth. The teacher continued talking about the lessons of the day and homework for the next day.

All the sudden she became ill, right in the middle of class. A stream of water just spouted from her mouth, all over the floor and the teachers desk. The teacher turned and looked at her.

“Maybe you should go the restroom?” he said with a look of disgust.

“Yeah,” was all she could mumble before running from the room.

She ran to the restroom and just sat in the stall and cried until she heard the bell ring. She waited another 10 minutes, just to make sure all the kids in her class would be gone before she went back for her belongings. When she made it back to the room it was empty except for the teacher. As soon as she walked into the room the teacher stopped what he was doing and turned to her.

“Next time you are feeling ill, you really need to ask to go to the nurse” he said angrily.

“But I tried to tell,”

“I don’t want to hear it” he snapped. “Just get your stuff and go home”

She felt the tears welling up in her eyes again and just grabbed her bag and coat and ran out the door. She couldn’t believe that the teacher wouldn’t even let her explain. She stayed home the next day, but when she returned to school the kids were all picking on her, and for the rest of the school year her nickname was water fountain.