The teacher noticed a boy at the back of the class fidgeting and scratching his crotch and not paying attention, she came back to find out what was going on. He was so embarrassed that he whispered that he had just been circumcised and it was so itchy. The teacher told him to go to the principal’s office. He had to call his mother and ask her what to do about it. He did so and returned to class. Suddenly, he heard a noise from the back of the classroom. She went back to investigate only to find him sitting on the table with his penis sticking out. “I thought I told you to call your mom,” she cried. “I did,” he said, “and she told me if I could make it until noon, she would pick me up from school.”
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