Third Grade Wisdom

Don't you just love third graders? Life is so simple back then. The big news of the day is a bee in the classroom or losing a tooth or getting to go miniature golfing. I'm student teaching right now and, while it has had it's moments, at least it keeps me laughing. Here are some of my favorites:
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Little boy who is very obviously white:
"Hey, did you know I'm half Indian? And half Mexican!....Uh....and half Cherokee."
(Good, kid. That's a lot of halves!)
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Little boy:
"Yeah, I saw this guy and his shirt was black and so was his skin! He matched."
Little girl:
"You better not make fun of him or they'll put you in jail!"
Little boy:
"I'm not making fun of him. I just said it was cool..."
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Me:
"What's your favorite team?"
Little boy wearing an old Navy jersey:
"This one!"
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Me:
"What would you like to know about the rainforest?"
Little Kid:
"Are there mousetraps?"
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Little boy:
"I HATE picture day! They make you....smile...."
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Little girl, flipping her hair:
"I hate how girls put water in their hair just because boys think it's hot."
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Boy with a map of the state he made up:
"My state has a school, a church, and a temple. We're pretty religious..."
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Two kids fighting:
"Teacher?"
"You can't call her that! She's not the teacher!"
"Yeah, but she's the right-hand man!"
(Hey, at least I'm something!)
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Me:
"Name two of the earth's ecosystems."
Kid:
"The Zoo and Africa."
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Little Girl:
"Hey, you should be called Mrs. Beautiful!"
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So, if nothing else, I am one beautiful right-hand man. As long as I don't make fun of any black people, take care of the zoo and Africa, watch out for mousetraps in the rainforest and cheer for Old Navy the next time they play, I should be good to go.