Stuck

I had a little girl in science class that would sit and smile like the Cheshire Cat the entire time I was in front of the class. She also had a habit of raising her hand every few minutes to ask a question. And, every time I would call on her, she would grin even bigger and say, "Hi."

So one day I'm in the front of the room and there she sits, smiling big as ever with her hand in the air. As the year had progressed, I'd tell her to only raise her hand if she had an actual question, so I was ignoring her at first. (She was still learning that particular skill) As minutes passed and her hand remained in the air, I finally decided to address it.

"If I call on you, are you going to say Hi?" I asked her.

She grinned extra big and said, "Maybe..."

I took it in stride and kept going with the lesson. Her hand stayed in the air. Thinking I would help her take the hint, I told her to put her hand down.

After I got them all to working on something, a different little girl brought me up a note, saying it was from the first one.

"Is this going to say Hi?" I asked her again.

And again, she smiled extra big and said, "Maybe..."

Sighing, I opened the note. Here's what it said, verbatim:

"I'm stuck. Could you help me?"

I looked at her. "Are you stuck?"

She smiled again and nodded yes. Her foot had been caught between the bars on her desk the entire class.

I'm not completely sure if I'm the victim or the antagonist in this story. Any thoughts?

Tourist Season

A girl was reading aloud from the social studies textbook. She got to a part that said "It's the President's job to protect us from terrorists."

What she said was, "It's the President's job to protect us from tourists."

Not bloody likely. Thanks Obama.

Inventive

During a social studies class, we somehow got on to the subject of the President's plane, Air Force One. I was just telling some random facts and mentioned, "It's supposed to be impervious to a nuclear blast."

One kid had that "thinking" look on his face, and after a few minutes, raised his hand.

"What do they make it out of?" he asked. "Cockroaches?"

I really wish I had thought of that.

Undergarments

One day, a boy walked into class with two sleeveless shirts on. Having not seen a kid wear two such shirts together, I asked him why he was wearing them that way.

He looked down, scrunched his head, and got an idea. "Oh, that's my sports bra." he said proudly.

Well, I asked.

Hug?

Our first day back after Christmas, a girl from the Kindergarten class (which I don't teach) comes up at breakfast and asks, "Can I hab a hug?"

I lean over a little and she wraps her little arms around me while I pat her head.

With arms around me, she announces, "My hands are weally, weally sticky."

Thanks sweety. Makes me all warm inside. :)