Today is the first day of school in our district.
Now that it’s back-to-school time, I’m reminded of the fact that kids are funny.
I do miss the beginning of the school year, and the eagerness of the students as they come into the classroom for the first time. I wish all of my former teaching colleagues a great day, and a great year.
This is my fourth year out of the classroom. I miss the kids, but have great memories. Some of those memories have come flooding back.
Read on to get a chuckle!
Kids Are Funny at School
A Beautiful Mistake
It was circle time in my fourth grade classroom. We were discussing our last science experiment and why it didn’t work the way we thought it would.
Me: Sometimes, mistakes turn out to be good things. The person who invented Post-it Notes was trying to make a different kind of glue. What mistakes do you know about, that turned out to be good things?
My student, Anita: (raising her hand and speaking with confidence) I was a mistake, and I turned out to be a good thing.
Follow that Star
We were studying great mathematicians in my seventh-grade math class. One article stated that mathematician, George Polya, was “a very wise man.”
A question on the follow-up quiz: Who was George Polya?
Student answer: He was one of the Wise Men.
What Are the Chances?
Question on a probability quiz: There are 7 apple drinks, 3 orange drinks, 8 pineapple drinks, and 4 grape drinks in a cooler. Without looking, you reach in and choose a drink. What is the probability of choosing an apple drink?
Student: Is pineapple an apple drink?
Kids Are Funny at Home, Too
My cousin’s daughter asked her what kind of construction was going on at a site they drove past many times a week.
My cousin: It’s an “old folks” homes.
She then went on to explain to her daughter about retirement homes.
Her 5 year-old daughter: (with all seriousness) They should have pillows that say, “Have a Nice Die.”
Another cousin’s exchange with her teenage middle child, after a houseplant tipped over.
My cousin: Go and get the broom and dustpan from the cleaning closet.
Teenage middle child: (with wonder) We have a cleaning closet??
Struggling and exhausted with my girth in the 8th month of pregnancy, I watched gratefully as my husband made our three year-old daughter microwave popcorn for a snack.
My husband: See the popcorn, it’s almost ready.
My daughter: (pointing at the expanding popcorn bag) The bag looks like mommy!
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