A little boy in my infant class came into school and told me he could spell his mum’s name.
“M-U-M,” he said proudly.
Before I could congratulate him, another little boy said excitedly, “That’s how you spell my mum’s name too!”
It was time for the final and the student depending upon getting at least one right answer on the chemistry test.
The question was "If H2O is water, what is H2O4?"
This was a quick question for most, but it took the student some thinking time.
Finally, he wrote down his answer: For drinking, washing, and cleaning.
Homework! Oh, Homework!
I hate you! You stink!
I wish I could wash you away in the sink,
if only a bomb
would explode you to bits.
Homework! Oh, homework!
You're giving me fits.
I'd rather take baths
with a man-eating shark,
or wrestle a lion
alone in the dark,
eat spinach and liver,
pet ten porcupines,
than tackle the homework,
my teacher assigns.
Homework! Oh, homework!
you're last on my list,
I simply can't see
why you even exist,
if you just disappeared
it would tickle me pink.
Homework! Oh, homework!
I hate you! You stink!
First grade teacher: "There are two words I don't allow in my class. One is 'gross' and the other is 'cool.'"
Rachel: "Yeah? So, what are the words?"