Kids Say the Darndest Things

Back in the nineteen fifties there was a wildly popular program segment hosted by Art Linkletter called “Kids Say The Darndest Things.” Show host Linkletter interviewed grammar school kids with simple questions and waited for the replies. Usually, there was so much laughter it took a while before he could challenge the answer. I’ve included a short video of one of his interviews to demonstrate his style.

This morning when I opened my email Art Linkletter’s program came to mind immediately. Why? Just read these short vignettes of teachers quizzing their young students.




A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.
The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small. 
The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.  
Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible. 
The little girl said, ‘When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah’. 
The teacher asked, ‘What if Jonah went to hell?’ 
The little girl replied, ‘Then you ask him’.
 

 
 
A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child’s work. 
As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was. 
The girl replied, ‘I’m drawing God.’
The teacher paused and said, ‘But no one knows what God looks like.’ 
Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, ‘They will in a minute.’
 

 

     A  Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six-year-olds. 
After explaining the commandment to ‘honor’ thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, ‘Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?’ 
From the back, one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered, ‘Thou shall not kill.’
 
ne day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.  
She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, ‘Why are some of your hairs white, Mum?’
Her mother replied, ‘Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.’ 
The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, ‘Mummy, how come ALL of grandma’s hairs are white?’
 

 
 T
  he children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.  ‘Just think how nice it will be to  look at it when you are all grown up and say, ‘There’s  Jennifer, she’s a lawyer,’ or ‘That’s Michael, He’s a  doctor.’ 
A small voice at the back of the room rang out, ‘And there’s the teacher, she’s dead.’
 

 
  A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, ‘Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the face.’  
‘Yes,’ the class said
    ‘Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary positions the blood doesn’t run into my feet?’  
A little fellow shouted,
    Cause your feet ain’t empty.’
 


T
  he children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The nun made a note and posted on the apple tray: ‘Take only ONE.  God is watching.’
Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies. 
A child had written a note, ‘Take all you want.  God is watching the apples….’
 

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  I  t doesn’t matter how many people you send this to; just remember if it made you laugh, your friends will laugh too

Let the Adventure Begin

In thirty minutes I will leave home to venture to the rehab center to pick up Peg. I feel confident that she is well enough to return to her home environment, but with reservation. Yesterday, I hired a full time caretaker, and she will be here by the time Peg and I arrive home.

Peg seemed okay with Donna during the interview. By the time I arrived at eleven, Donna was already visiting with Peg in the dining room. They seem to hit it off, and it made me happy to see Peg smiling and talking. Of course, no one had a clue as to what she was saying, but that doesn’t matter.

This is an adventure because we are accepting a complete stranger into our home to live with us and to care for Peg who is known to flash moments of femalian jealousy when she feels threatened. I have lived through this type of scenario before when I hired a caretaker for my aged Aunt Marie. In that case my deceased wife was not around to get nervous, and Marie didn’t really give a hoot.

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Wish me luck, better yet, say a prayer that all works well.

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