Wednesday, April 16, 2008

More Quotes from My Kids

Here, for the enjoyment of my dear readers, are some more quotes from the mouths of my brilliant students (the ages of those quoted range from three to twelve years old):

Me: "How are you, Amy?"
Amy: "I'm fine."
Me: "How are you, Harry?"
Harry: (very loudly and proudly) "I'm French!"

Me: "How are you, Amber?"
Amber: (with a huge smile on her face) "I'm very, very angry!"
Me: "Really? You don't look angry."
Amber: "I am happy angry!"

Me: "What do whales eat?"
Eddy: "Lots and lots and lots and LOTS of fish!" (at which point he fell off his chair from the vast amount of energy he put into his answer)

Me: "What is one international food that you like?"
Leon: "Ummmm....sushi."
Me: "Sushi? Oh, well, yeah I guess that counts. You're from Korea, so Japanese food would be international."
Evan: "And very expensive!"

Me: "If you could do anything, what would you do?"
Leon: "I would die."
Me: "That wouldn't be much fun."
Leon: "I would do it very exciting."

(During a game of modified "Apples to Apples")
Meg: "Teacher, what is brilliant?"
Me: "Very smart, um, very good, like a student who gets 100% on every test. The student would be brilliant." (obviously there are more definitions for the word, but it's easier on the kids if we just stick to one)
Meg: "Okay." (looking through her cards) "Not this one." (referring to the "Tom Cruise" card)

Me: (pointing to the number 1,000,000 on the board) "What number is this?"
Tommy and Lisa: "One thousand thousand!"

Me: "If I go out and I punch Danny (one of the students), am I good or bad?"
Geena, Ginger, and Chad: "Very good!"

Me: "Okay, what sound does 'P' make?"
Perry: "Puh-puh-puh-panda, puh-puh-puh-pencil, puh-puh-puh-pig, puh-puh-puh-Perry!"

Me: "Where is the fence?"
Sam: "It is sitting under the cat."

Me: "What does a cat say?"
Lynn: "Meow, meow"
Me: "What does a cow say?"
Eddy: "Give me some hay!"

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"Passage—immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins! Away, O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
Cut the hawsers—haul out—shake out every sail!
Have we not stood here like trees in the ground long enough?
Have we not grovell’d here long enough, eating and drinking like mere brutes?
Have we not darken’d and dazed ourselves with books long enough?

Sail forth! steer for the deep waters only!
Reckless, O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me;
For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go, And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all.

O my brave soul!
O farther, farther sail!
O daring joy, but safe! Are they not all the seas of God?
O farther, farther, farther sail!"

~Walt Whitman, "Passage to India"