Once upon a time, a crazy American art teacher was super thirsty and downed a whole bottle of water before class began. Half way through the class she had the desperate need to use the bathroom. Usually she does not leave her dear art students in the middle of a messy paint project, but nature called.
At the orphanage the bathrooms are not private. There are four squatty stalls with no doors. On the first floor you can find an adult bathroom with more privacy, but the art teacher was on the 4th floor. She wanted to be quick. Other teachers have done it before. So, she took her cue from those local teachers and slipped into the public bathroom, locking the outer door.
She heard the lock click. All was good, until she heard a different class in the hallway.
She tried to hurry not wanting the kiddos to wait. That should have been the least of her worries as the door began to rattle – then open.
“Someone is in here!”
The joy of teaching this group of special kids comes due to their innocence and curiosity. That was not in Art Teacher’s favor when trying to keep the kids out of the bathroom. Before she knew it, there was a mixed audience of 8 children as she struggled to finish with dignity.
They stood there and watched like good, curious, Chinese children. One of the more observant fellows mentioned to the others, “Foreigners pee too!” To which his friend replied, “Did you know Teacher could squat?” Thankfully none of the other teachers came in to witness the grand event of foreign teacher squatting.
Just a day in the life of an art teacher at an orphanage. The children learned how to paint leaves on fall trees, and they learned that even their foreign teacher squats.