In conversation with friends yesterday morning, we got telling stories about times when we had been embarrassed in front of an audience. Everyone had something to add. My contribution was the day parents visited in my kindergarten classroom. The teacher had me lead the class doing the actions for that old song 'Here We Go Looby Loo'. As I remember, I managed putting my right hand in and shaking it all about; but I really didn't want to be the centre of attention while shaking the other bits. So instead of putting my left hand in, I wet my pants. As I recall, nobody followed my lead.
A few other things happened when I was five, but they have been forgotten because they weren't tagged with unforgettable angst and shame. We try to avoid the angst and shame. That's what they are for. Because of the angst and shame, I can report that I have never gone Looby Loo since I was five, although I have wet myself on occasion.
Don't ask. I don't want to talk about it.
Nobody made a fuss about the wet spot on my shorts back then. People are sometimes encouraging and that keeps one trying. Looby Loo is now just a fading memory, and I have been encouraged since to sing other songs. Here's A Very Special Day recalling some good times with friends.
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