Thankfully, I Was Only In First Grade When I Was Repeatedly Diapered
--- By Becky Romero ---
Wow! I feel bad for those of you diapered at school at an older age than me (I was only 7 back in 1992 while repeatedly diapered in first grade).
For a several month period in first grade I had wet myself a number of times, to the point where my teacher had had enough. My accidents weren't caused by bladder or other serious health problems but by a old witch who believed in a strict bathroom schedule regimen in first grade back in 1992.
After wetting myself three times in a two week period, she called my parents and suggested they consider making me wear diapers or allow the school nurse to put me in them if I had another accident if I didn't bring a clean change of clothes. With my mom out of town, my idiot stepdad gave her permission! (Didn't know most of that part until after it was way too late and my mom and stepdad had a huge argument afterwards.)
I was warned by my teacher of the consequences of having another accident, but a girl who I didn't get along with purposely tickled me at recess a few days later causing me to wet myself really bad. Then she gleefully told our teacher once we were back in class that I had an accident. As if everyone knowing just that alone wasn't bad enough, with the nurse out that week my teacher (who was also our assistant principal at our small private school) took me into an empty classroom and put a diaper on me, telling me that my stepdad had said it was okay. I cried and carried on horribly of course.
The next day it happened again. When everyone left the classroom to go outside for lunch period, my teacher diapered me right on the floor next to her next desk, first removing my uniform skirt and then my soaked panties. Unfortunately, it had started sleeting outside and several classmates walked back in just as she was using baby wipes on me. Having two girls and a boy giggling and looking down at me as I was bottomless and watching me essentially get diapered like a baby, before my teacher shooed them away to their seats, was very shameful. Needless to say, the teasing was merciless and I regretted having teased a boy who had wet his pants the first week of school, telling him that he belonged in diapers. Karma can really come back and bite you sometimes!
I remember her diapering me every day the rest of that week, sometimes semi-privately (she didn't bother shutting the door in the spare classroom across the hall from ours), other times in our classroom on the floor by her desk during recess or lunch period, mostly - but not always - without anyone else observing. On the day we had P.E. class we girls, as usual, changed into shorts in the spare classroom. So while changing clothes all the other girls in class saw me in the diapers they already knew I had been put into earlier that morning. Several of my close girlfriends had to tell some of the other girls to stop teasing me.
The teacher also told me I had to start wearing diapers to school the following week or she'd call my step dad again and make sure I had them on before school or she'd put them on me right in our classroom before lessons started for the day. Thankfully, the nurse was back the following Monday and helped me to make sure I was wearing diapers before class started each day (yes, the teacher checked).
I only had two accidents that next week; the nurse changed me once in private but unfortunately the next day my teacher did so during recess in our classroom when the nurse was busy treating someone's scraped leg. She did not care one iota that several of my classmates who knew I had an accident outside, both girls and boys, came back into the classroom to linger, watch and giggle.
Thankfully, Christmas vacation soon started and my mom (now back from out of town) and stepdad had a huge fight about all this (they finally divorced when I was in high school). But I was so scared of having any more accidents once school resumed that I wouldn't drink anything before bedtime or before or at school. That eventually caused me to get dizzy and dehydrated at school several times. By that point my mom was so infuriated at my teacher that I was given permission to use the bathroom any time when needed. Which is how it should be at schools everywhere.
Unfortunately, many students are not given what should be a basic human right. A University of Iowa Health Care survey of nearly 500 elementary school teachers found that almost 80% of teachers said that they set scheduled times for student bathroom breaks. Even more disturbing was that one-third of these teachers said students were told to wait if they pleaded for a bathroom break during the middle of class. School principals and teachers aren't forced to wait and potentially wet themselves. Why should kids be?
In the grand scheme of things, worse things have happened that I've dealt with and survived. But I really do feel for kids who weren't so lucky to overcome things like that or have had far worse things happen to them by teachers. I have nothing against first-grade teachers, but she was a real witch. OK, I didn't exactly get off on the right foot with her, calling her 'Snotty Face' to other students (her name sort of rhymed with that) and got spanked in class when she overheard me just weeks into the school year. So I guess maybe she figured I needed to be made an example of. My modesty was of absolutely no concern to her and the shame of being repeatedly exposed and diapered over a two week period and a handful of times after that was just something I had to learn to live with - along with all the teasing that came as a result of it.