The mind of a six year old is a wonderful thing.
One day the first grade teacher was reading the story of the Three Little
Pigs to her class. When she came to the part of the story where the first
pig was trying to accumulate the building materials for his home she read,
"...And so the pig went up to the man with the wheelbarrow full of straw and
said, "Pardon me, sir, but may I have some of that straw to build my house?"
The teacher paused then asked the class, "And what do you think that man
said?" One little boy raised his hand and said, "I think he said, 'Holy
Shit, a talking pig!"
The teacher was unable to teach for the next 10 minutes.
One day the first grade teacher was reading the story of the Three Little
Pigs to her class. When she came to the part of the story where the first
pig was trying to accumulate the building materials for his home she read,
"...And so the pig went up to the man with the wheelbarrow full of straw and
said, "Pardon me, sir, but may I have some of that straw to build my house?"
The teacher paused then asked the class, "And what do you think that man
said?" One little boy raised his hand and said, "I think he said, 'Holy
Shit, a talking pig!"
The teacher was unable to teach for the next 10 minutes.