Whether your school is already out for the summer and you’re in relaxation mode or you’re heading into the final few days, I have a feeling you’re ready for some comic relief.
I love to read the funny things that kids say and do. Here are some of my favorites from this page of hilarious kid stories I’ve compiled over the years along with some pictures of funny things teachers have encountered when grading student work:
At the school where I taught previously, students would line up on the blacktop before the morning bell. I would pick them up and we would walk together to the classroom. There was, of course, a no-talking rule in the hallway and I would often tell them, “If it doesn’t involve fire, blood, or throwing up, save it until we get to the classroom.” Well, one morning “M” kept saying, “Mrs. T, Mrs. T, I have to tell you something. I asked, “Does it involve, blood, fire, or throwing up?” “No”, he replied. But he kept saying, “Mrs. T, Mrs. T”. Finally, exasperated, I turn to him and ask gruffly, “WHAT?” He says, “I saw a pirate movie.” There’s a moment of silence as I stand and stare at him. And, with perfect comedic timing, he says, “It was rated RRRRR!”
This is my favorite kindergarten moment ever. A child was upset because her cat had died. I told her how sorry I was, and went on to tell her that I used to have a cat, and was sad when I had to find a home for her because my husband was allergic to cats. She looked at me in shock and questioned, “You’re married?’ When I replied that I was indeed married, she continued…”I know what you did on your wedding day.” I was afraid to ask, but went ahead. She replied, “You ate cake!”
One day it was getting close to recess and I had a few kids off task. I reminded them that before we could go outside there were certain things that needed to be done and, just for emphasis, I held up my plan book and pointed to the day’s agenda. One little boy’s eyes widened in surprise and he blurted out, “Omigod! You mean you write this stuff down?!”
One moment happened several years ago when I taught grade one. Each primary class had received one of those colorful carpets with the seven continents on it. Well, day 2 of having this carpet, Andre got very sick, and threw up. When his dad came to take him home, Andre proudly says, “Daddy, I threw up all over North America AND South America!”
I teach kindergarten and when I was urging a student to get down to work, he looked up and me and said, “You do know that I didn’t sign up for this. My dad did it.”
Please share your funniest stories in the comments here or on Facebook!
Angela Watson
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Just posted this status on my Facebook from today (our last day of school)…So many favorite moments from today including having a dance party while cleaning the classroom with my students. But the best moment of all included the clear innocence of 7 year old children…We were standing outside waiting for lunch when my kiddos pointed out 2 birds that came out from their next in the pipes above. One bird kept jumping on top of the other bird and “ahem-ing.” I could only internally freak out hoping my kiddos wouldn’t understand when one student says, “awe…they’re playing hop skotch.” Awesome. Hop skotch it is from now on.
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I found a live mouse in my desk drawer one afternoon after school. I made the mistake of telling my students about it and what my reaction was. Well, it was on then. I came into the classroom a few days later and a student had left a rose on my desk for Valentine’s Day. I “ooed” and “ahhed” over it and turned it over to see if there was a card showing who it was from. Well, there wasn’t, but there was a paper mouse inside the bouquet!! I laughed and laughed and when I found out who did it, I was astonished. The quietist, most introverted girl in my class had done it! When I looked at her, she was sitting there with a big grin on her face. Well, for a few weeks after that, I would find “mice” everywhere – in a stack of papers; on my desk chair; even tiny ones on my phone. I stapled all of them to my cork strip above my white board until we had amassed over 40. On the last day of school we took them down and divided them among the class. This year was certainly the “Year of the Mouse”!
I have a pretty strict rule during writing time we are not talking because we are thinking. Well during this time one of my girl students had to use the restroom. The class was unusually quiet that you could hear a pin drop. At that time the girl in the restroom started singing, she was in there for a pretty long time. I could hear some of the students quietly asking their neighbor who is that. Out of the corner of my eye I saw them looking at me and my reaction. I knew the kids wanted to laugh and I couldn’t help but have a huge smile on my face. The whole class burst into laughter. Only seconds later did the girl open the bathroom door with a look of wonder and confusion as to why we were laughing. I asked her if she was trying out for American Idol. She was very clueless that we could hear every note she sang.
This happened to my students soooo many times! You’d think they’d learn after hearing their classmates sing, but nope! LOL!
A few years ago, I was assisting a female student with determining what she wanted to do with her future. She informed me that she wanted to go into politics. I told her she needed to research Hillary Clinton, because, at the time, she had been Secretary of State for two years, not to mention her other political accomplishments. The young lady replied “Who’s that?” I said “Well, she is our Secretary of State.” The young lady grew frustrated and quipped back “I said I wanted to go into politics; I don’t want to work in an office as someone’s secretary.”
This happened a few years ago. I was teaching K and 1/3 of the the class was Chinese while at least another 1/3 was Korean. They spent a lot of time talking about this together. We were doing a “write and color the letter” page, and one of my little guys came up and said, “What do we do when we’re finished writing the letter?” I told him (again) to color it in crayon. He went back to his seat for a minute then came back. He looked very sad. I asked what was wrong. He answered, “I’m Chinese. I can’t color it in Korean.” I managed to say “CRAYON, not Korean” before leaving the room for a second so I could laugh.