I was reading a chapter book to my 2nd graders today after recess. It was the BFG by Roald Dahl, which is about giants. The part I read had a description of one of the bad giants (the Bloodbottler). It talked about him being big, hairy, stinky, etc. One of my students yells out:
"Hey, he's hairier than my dad! He's hairier than my big sister! She has armpit hair and she really stinks!"
Nice. I really hope his sister never comes to get him at school because I don't think I could meet her with a straight face. Oh, and for those of you that read my blog about meeting the parents for the first time...yes, this is the son of "sweaty dad." I have only seen him once more this year and of course, he was sweating badly!
I guess as a side note, this conversation didn't end there. Students started yelling out all the hairy people they knew. Well, except for one little lost girl that never seems to be able to follow along. She yelled out, "Oh, my brother! He's the skinny one!" Okayyyy. I have serious worries about that child.