Sam: I’m having a lot of trouble with eczema, teacher.
Teacher: Heavens, where do you have it?
Sam: I don’t have it, I just can’t spell it.
Little Johnny came home from his first day at school.
Little Johnny: I’m not going back tomorrow!
Mom: Why not, what happened?
Little Johnny: Well, I cant read and I can’t write, and they won’t let me talk—so what’s the use?
A school girl was required to write an essay of two hundred and fifty words about an automobile. She submitted the following:
"My uncle bought an automobile. He was riding in the country when it busted going up a hill. I guess this is about fifty words. The other two hundred are what my uncle said when he was walking back to town, but they are not for publication."
Jake is 5 and learning to read. He points at a picture in a zoo book and says, "Look Mama! It's a frickin' elephant!"
The mom reacts, and takes a deep breath. "What did you call it?"
"It's a frickin' elephant, Mama! It says so on the picture!"
The mom grabs the book and takes a look. Her son was right, the book read "African Elephant".