Two girls were talking in the corridor.
‘That
boy over there is getting on my nerves,’ said Clarrie.
‘But
he’s not even looking at you,’ replied Clara.
‘That’s what’s
getting on my nerves,’ retorted Clarrie.
A little
girl was next in line. ‘My
name’s Curtain,’ she said.
‘I hope your first name is not Agnate
?’
‘No, it’s velvet !’
On the first day at school the girls were
sizing each other up and boasting, trying to make good impressions on
each
other.
‘I come from a one-parent family,’ said one little
girl proudly.
‘That’s nothing. Both my parents remarried after
they got divorced. I
come from a four parent family !’
Mother: I told you not eat cake
before
supper.
Daughter: But, Mum, it’s part of my homework. ‘If you take
an eighth
of a cake from a whole cake, how much is left.
Mary arrived home from
school covered in
spots. ‘Whatever’s the matter ?’ asked her mother.
‘I don’t
know,’ replied Mary, ‘but the teacher thinks I may have
caught
decimals.’
Mother: What do you mean, the school must be
haunted ?
Daughter: Well, the principal kept going on about the
school
spirit.
Mum: Jackie, go outside and play with your
whistle. Your father can’t
read his paper.
Jackie: Wow, I’m only
eight and I can read it
Trevor: That’s a cool
pair of stockings
you have on Jill. One red and one green.
Jill: Yes, and I have
another pair just like it at home.
Mandy was
applying for a summer
job.
‘How old are you?’ asked the owner of the store.
‘I’m twelve
years old, Sir,’ answered Mandy.
‘And what do you expect to be when
you grow up ?’
‘Twenty one, Sir.’
The second grader was in bed with a cold and
high temperature. ‘How high is it, Doctor?’ she wanted to
know.
‘One hundred and three,’ said the doctor.
‘What is the world
record?’