I had always prided myself on being an "on time" person. One morning I overslept and rushed around getting ready for Sunday school. As I ran out the door, my husband tried to say something.
"What?" I called back. "Don't slow me down, I'm late!"
"No you're not," he responded. "It's Saturday."
Teacher: Clyde, your composition about “My dog” is exactly like your brothers. Did you copy this?
Clyde: No sir. It’s the same dog.
Kid: Did you hear that there is a report of snew tomorrow.
Teacher: What's snew?
Kid: Nothing much, what's snew with you?
My history teacher gave me an “F” for a final grade.
When I asked her why she failed me she said, “I didn’t fail you. You failed yourself.”
I said, “In that case, I think I’m going to change my grade.”