I’ve been taking the kids to school in the morning and picking them up in the afternoon at work. Here’s a few things I’ve heard.
N (3rd grade) to her younger sister, H (kindergarten):
H: I graduate kindergarten in, like, 3 weeks
N: Oh, graduation is so boooooring…Like, you sit there for 2 hours. The principal literally talks for like, 2 hours.
H: I get to wear the hat thing.
N: You have to wear it the whole time. The principal keeps talking and talking, and here I am, sweating in a hat that my head’s too big for.
Describing another daycare bus:
Random: That bus has a ramp.
E: It’s like ours.
Random: But that one has a ramp.
E: Duh. It’s for wheelchair people.
F trying to get M in trouble:
M: She sits by Jimmy in class.
F: So Jimmy’s in that class?
M: No stupid. Jimmy is in kindergarten. Not Jimmy King. Jimmy Baskerville.
F: Say Baskerville with “ville”
M: Basker.
F: Ohhm…you said the B word.
Arsenio Franklin 