The nurse sent me to my new class. The teacher greeted me and took me to my seat. She introduced herself as Mrs. Johnson. She asked me if I needed a nappy change and I told her no. Mrs Johnson asked if I identified as a girl. I told her no and that I'm a boy like I've been for my entire life. I just liked the skirt that I just started wearing. She thought it was strange but left. We had a lesson and it was much better and easier even though it was still the same thing as my older class. During recess I was standing in the corner pooping my nappy. My friend came up asked me what I was doing. I told her I wasn't doing anything. She said it looks like I am pooping my pants. I stood there looking at her pushing and all I could say was I am. She asked me why and again as I'm pushing I said I don't know. When I was done I asked her if she wanted to play tag or swing with me. She asked me if it was weird playing with poop in my pants. I told her no. It felt good.
