Things the little children said to me today:
"Miss Wicked, I think I have the swine flu."
"Miss Wicked, I have the swine flu." (cough, cough)
"Miss Wicked, my brother has the swine flu."
(followed by putting her snotty little hand in mine)
"Miss Wicked, my mom says I have the swine flu."
(followed by a large sneeze directed at my face)
"Miss Wicked, my cousin's friend's mechanic's neighbor's dog has the swine flu."
"Miss Wicked, I have a bump in my mouth and I think it's the swine flu. Wanna see?"
# # #
Also said to me, on an unrelated-to-swine-flu note:
Miss Wicked (to a child during a mapping activity in a 4th grade classroom): "Oh, you got the map from Oklahoma. Guess what, I'm from Oklahoma!"
Another child: "You're from Oklahoma??" (long, long pause as she looks real hard at Miss Wicked) "But you don't have brown hair."
Yet another troublesome child: "That's because she dyes it."
Yep. That's my world, people.
3 comments:
Bad enough the adult size armageddonites have succumbed to "the sky is falling" now all the mini's have got it, sigh. That is the real epidemic!
Moppet flu - MEDIA flu! How often do you get to wash your hands!?
You should switch careers to sky diving instructor. Much less dangerous.
Post a Comment