<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830</id><updated>2024-11-01T04:48:30.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Children say the funniest things</title><subtitle type='html'>Stories and quotes from children that will bring a smile to your face.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-5528207543340774774</id><published>2011-10-14T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T09:21:49.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you want to do in life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKLb6kfLV6QnpDouT6lmR0ZyO-b9_F4wo9ZGEbIbT2hF1N5t0_ypDdUR5DTHlk5XiBC-z0CK4gmIhDXkhrVsovOJoMHwqO_zFpgWJ9FaR004acvLV5avOPRDkUZ6OO0XrJSX7BTyhmP_SF/s1600/sup.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; oda=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKLb6kfLV6QnpDouT6lmR0ZyO-b9_F4wo9ZGEbIbT2hF1N5t0_ypDdUR5DTHlk5XiBC-z0CK4gmIhDXkhrVsovOJoMHwqO_zFpgWJ9FaR004acvLV5avOPRDkUZ6OO0XrJSX7BTyhmP_SF/s1600/sup.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had an online questionnaire to do with our 6 and 7 year olds. I read the questions and the child had to decide wether it was yes or no. Here are some of the questions and answers.&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Do you know how to make your self a better reader?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;wear my glassess&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Do you know what to do if someone bullies you?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Yes hit em back!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Do you know what you want to be when you grow up?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Yep a dad&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Draw on papers like my dad&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Be a cafe waitress&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Do you want to go to university&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;yes&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
&#39;But do you know what university is?&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Yes a planet!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Do you know how to make yourself better at Maths?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Yes really look at the numbers&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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It was hilarious, I just love kids!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/5528207543340774774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-do-you-want-to-do-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/5528207543340774774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/5528207543340774774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-do-you-want-to-do-in-life.html' title='What do you want to do in life?'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKLb6kfLV6QnpDouT6lmR0ZyO-b9_F4wo9ZGEbIbT2hF1N5t0_ypDdUR5DTHlk5XiBC-z0CK4gmIhDXkhrVsovOJoMHwqO_zFpgWJ9FaR004acvLV5avOPRDkUZ6OO0XrJSX7BTyhmP_SF/s72-c/sup.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-4451227622942673967</id><published>2011-07-01T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T06:53:48.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right angles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhESqPPvywMF2sVLk1U09DJK68eDTGvMpCLFpC5ft7FbAAFq0ZGB_TRZs4hTu3wTHesirOZ731mxQVeFl10pYrUDqsS7TNLhy2arwDur4vIme3ANpDmBS-2gptSicvZGS5ZSkLEQRk9mtXX/s1600/Image1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; i$=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhESqPPvywMF2sVLk1U09DJK68eDTGvMpCLFpC5ft7FbAAFq0ZGB_TRZs4hTu3wTHesirOZ731mxQVeFl10pYrUDqsS7TNLhy2arwDur4vIme3ANpDmBS-2gptSicvZGS5ZSkLEQRk9mtXX/s200/Image1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;153&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We were working on &#39;right angles&#39; in class. One of the questions which had to be answered was &#39;What is a right angle?&#39; Children to write a few sentences explaining. One little boy came up to me and had almost finished his work apart from this question. He didn&#39;t know what to write. I asked him to tell me what a right angle was. He said &#39;Well it can be a right angle or a left angle!&#39; I said &#39;Well&amp;nbsp; that doesn&#39;t make sense and if I was an alien from another planet I certainly wouldn&#39;t know what a right angle was from that explanation. I said &#39;Pretend I am an alien, what could you say to me?&#39; He said &#39;Well you are green and you have 8 legs!&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
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I give up! haha!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/4451227622942673967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/07/right-angles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/4451227622942673967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/4451227622942673967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/07/right-angles.html' title='Right angles'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhESqPPvywMF2sVLk1U09DJK68eDTGvMpCLFpC5ft7FbAAFq0ZGB_TRZs4hTu3wTHesirOZ731mxQVeFl10pYrUDqsS7TNLhy2arwDur4vIme3ANpDmBS-2gptSicvZGS5ZSkLEQRk9mtXX/s72-c/Image1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-7211395272166286146</id><published>2011-06-11T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T05:44:44.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s raining miss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLCgfojUq18q8nGvjSlVo_8wzRAIpNE6zaBEMjRQ9nq-vXosJZ5BLBPuBji5Q7GZkcaxUeRuMvSMvG8qe8kB6RqD-DeRYzDnfdfwH5vSWWTeZDBbK-j31o4CJZKJ_uZdiUSZJr9j2nRLuL/s1600/raining.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLCgfojUq18q8nGvjSlVo_8wzRAIpNE6zaBEMjRQ9nq-vXosJZ5BLBPuBji5Q7GZkcaxUeRuMvSMvG8qe8kB6RqD-DeRYzDnfdfwH5vSWWTeZDBbK-j31o4CJZKJ_uZdiUSZJr9j2nRLuL/s1600/raining.jpg&quot; t8=&quot;true&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I have always been amazed at the choice of words children come up with. On Thursday on leaving the staffroom I bumped into a small year 3 boy. The children had been sent in due to the downpour of rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&#39;Hello Adam, how are you today?&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&#39;Hello Mrs. P. yeah am alright....oh my god&amp;nbsp;it&#39;s pissing down out there!&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&#39;Erm Adam can you think of a better word than that?&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&#39;Oh right, yeah it&#39;s raining!&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&#39;Thank you that is so much better!&#39;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/7211395272166286146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-raining-miss.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/7211395272166286146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/7211395272166286146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-raining-miss.html' title='It&#39;s raining miss!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLCgfojUq18q8nGvjSlVo_8wzRAIpNE6zaBEMjRQ9nq-vXosJZ5BLBPuBji5Q7GZkcaxUeRuMvSMvG8qe8kB6RqD-DeRYzDnfdfwH5vSWWTeZDBbK-j31o4CJZKJ_uZdiUSZJr9j2nRLuL/s72-c/raining.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-490464960964538296</id><published>2011-05-17T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T09:19:44.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate dancing but can do brilliant cartwheels</title><content type='html'>A teacher told me&amp;nbsp;this story the other day. He was about to do PE with his class of 7 year olds. One little boy asked what they would be doing. Teacher explained that they would be doing &#39;dance&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Little boys face dropped and he said &#39;My leg hurts&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
Teacher said &#39;Am sure it will be fine&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;But it really hurts&#39; said the little boy.&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;You really will be fine once we get upstairs and do our dancing, now go and line up at the door!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
With that the little boy cartwheeled to the door. So much for a poorly leg!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/490464960964538296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/05/hate-dancing-but-can-do-brilliant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/490464960964538296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/490464960964538296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/05/hate-dancing-but-can-do-brilliant.html' title='Hate dancing but can do brilliant cartwheels'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-8651877366421620893</id><published>2011-05-17T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T09:14:40.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugger please</title><content type='html'>During a guided reading session we were reading a book where a little boy has supper. I have several children with English as an additional language so I asked if they knew what supper was. One little boy didn&#39;t know so I explained that we sometimes have something to eat before bed and we call that supper. He then got excited and said &#39;I have supper!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Oh what do you have?&#39; I asked.&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;I have bugger!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;What? bugger??&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Yes!!! I have bugger!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
I was getting a bit worried so I asked him again.&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;What&#39;s bugger?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;You know Mrs P bugger and chips!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
The penny dropped! He meant burger! Oh dear I think we need to work on our ur sounds!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/8651877366421620893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/05/bugger-please.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/8651877366421620893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/8651877366421620893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/05/bugger-please.html' title='Bugger please'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-4771945869626144228</id><published>2011-05-04T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T09:27:02.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm lovely menu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhScS6FROzB1aT4MGVyOgDzOv-uWnIcPCU385JDcSa-zkobdpkCpAUSiDvufw11RCjBo824bT5gM8bF13Hn_FyROx4spmQZj7CEDWuAvlNGoFaQ-r1CyC8GR0z8IWmZ8P9YFGvKKSc-0LBy/s1600/nemo.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; j8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhScS6FROzB1aT4MGVyOgDzOv-uWnIcPCU385JDcSa-zkobdpkCpAUSiDvufw11RCjBo824bT5gM8bF13Hn_FyROx4spmQZj7CEDWuAvlNGoFaQ-r1CyC8GR0z8IWmZ8P9YFGvKKSc-0LBy/s200/nemo.gif&quot; width=&quot;197&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;Back the Royal Wedding again, we were discussing in a class of 6/7year olds what would be a good Wedding Breakfast. The children had to design a 3 course menu. I asked one little girl what could we have for the main course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;She said &#39;Fish and Chips!&#39;&lt;/div&gt;I said &#39;That might not be the best thing for a posh wedding, but we could have fish. Can you tell me a name of a fish (I am thinking cod, haddock, salmon, tuna)?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
She said &#39;Nemo&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
Well I suppose if you ask a stupid question then she was perfectly correct with her answer. I don&#39;t however, fancy Nemo and chips for my dinner!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/4771945869626144228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/05/mmm-lovely-menu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/4771945869626144228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/4771945869626144228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/05/mmm-lovely-menu.html' title='mmm lovely menu'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhScS6FROzB1aT4MGVyOgDzOv-uWnIcPCU385JDcSa-zkobdpkCpAUSiDvufw11RCjBo824bT5gM8bF13Hn_FyROx4spmQZj7CEDWuAvlNGoFaQ-r1CyC8GR0z8IWmZ8P9YFGvKKSc-0LBy/s72-c/nemo.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-3217360546620931644</id><published>2011-04-27T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T12:27:35.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Royal family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSFurHEwYpLLaWht6DvkCc5rwou8L5OLutFIB7x0493iJ0REyGMxlsNO_vFP2wbjQzA1vSYbGq-fnbBQPLp_ZbYupX9ZiZT-SIkqsykHxm-8GiX3_4ykHvHZc_bOi4oLiRWgW39scXXXoS/s1600/royal.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSFurHEwYpLLaWht6DvkCc5rwou8L5OLutFIB7x0493iJ0REyGMxlsNO_vFP2wbjQzA1vSYbGq-fnbBQPLp_ZbYupX9ZiZT-SIkqsykHxm-8GiX3_4ykHvHZc_bOi4oLiRWgW39scXXXoS/s200/royal.jpg&quot; width=&quot;163&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With the impending Royal Wedding on Friday where all us British&amp;nbsp;folk get a days holiday, we decided to use this wonderful learning opportunity to teach a bit of history. Lots of questions were asked of the children and we had some lovely answers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Who rules our country?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;God&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;How do you get a prince?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;When something marries a queen?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;What is she wearing on her head?&#39; (pointing to the crown)&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;A hat&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Our younger children got a bit obsessed with death after being told that Princess Diana had died. With each member of the Royal family that was shown on the whiteboard the children were asking...&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Is she dead?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Is he dead?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another staff member mentioned that in her class&amp;nbsp;they had some lovely prince names, including &#39;Prince Colin&#39;!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am looking forward to more stories tomorrow.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/3217360546620931644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/royal-family.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/3217360546620931644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/3217360546620931644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/royal-family.html' title='Royal family'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSFurHEwYpLLaWht6DvkCc5rwou8L5OLutFIB7x0493iJ0REyGMxlsNO_vFP2wbjQzA1vSYbGq-fnbBQPLp_ZbYupX9ZiZT-SIkqsykHxm-8GiX3_4ykHvHZc_bOi4oLiRWgW39scXXXoS/s72-c/royal.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-3468000906271702746</id><published>2011-04-24T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T09:56:52.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Triangles are green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDnkK_vgpyysZJ7kR4EC97VjoCtiphSJM6jRfC_q9YfaUBOH6mIDb1xrGNOrc1ZSufjZBJQbXkcS8fpXCDQm0hdb7OAYxhFsW4tp6MW3_tAMk5j8F50Yh2aNs9d1zkROMdi_PNBBmL1NZu/s1600/trin.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;151&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDnkK_vgpyysZJ7kR4EC97VjoCtiphSJM6jRfC_q9YfaUBOH6mIDb1xrGNOrc1ZSufjZBJQbXkcS8fpXCDQm0hdb7OAYxhFsW4tp6MW3_tAMk5j8F50Yh2aNs9d1zkROMdi_PNBBmL1NZu/s320/trin.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;We were working on shapes with our 5 year olds. One of the games was to hide a shape and show a bit of it at a time to the children and they had to guess what the shape was. The idea being that they had to work out how many sides, corners etc. The class teacher was hiding the shape behind the board and she showed a bit at a time. A little girl whispered to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;I know what it is&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;Ooo what is it?&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;It&#39;s a triangle&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;Brilliant but how do you know?&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;She looked at me as if I am stupid and rolled her eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;Well because&amp;nbsp;it&#39;s green!&#39; &lt;/div&gt;So beware if you see a green shape then it has just got to be a triangle!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/3468000906271702746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-were-working-on-shapes-with-our-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/3468000906271702746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/3468000906271702746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-were-working-on-shapes-with-our-5.html' title='Triangles are green'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDnkK_vgpyysZJ7kR4EC97VjoCtiphSJM6jRfC_q9YfaUBOH6mIDb1xrGNOrc1ZSufjZBJQbXkcS8fpXCDQm0hdb7OAYxhFsW4tp6MW3_tAMk5j8F50Yh2aNs9d1zkROMdi_PNBBmL1NZu/s72-c/trin.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-6009202626781915658</id><published>2011-04-24T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T09:49:54.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 years or 2000 years what&#39;s the difference?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfA-5SMlysIWMgeflwBW74K2NS4SGRTixt-tdr0aKdRQ9rv_GrGV1l2Zkfb3ClJKPKgZuUIVVqU1LXeaoudDlAFQaK0GMOH1mQ-vITaWbW0XVKKp5-8HfaTDgE2ArNP9pKaoAp7mJftFIZ/s1600/cake.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfA-5SMlysIWMgeflwBW74K2NS4SGRTixt-tdr0aKdRQ9rv_GrGV1l2Zkfb3ClJKPKgZuUIVVqU1LXeaoudDlAFQaK0GMOH1mQ-vITaWbW0XVKKp5-8HfaTDgE2ArNP9pKaoAp7mJftFIZ/s320/cake.jpg&quot; width=&quot;252&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our class went on a visit to a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.yorkcastlemuseum.org.uk/Page/Index.aspx&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;museum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It is a museum of &#39;real life&#39; so basically everything that&amp;nbsp;was used in the home up until the present day. Eg. washing machines, irons, wedding dresses etc. Part of the museum is an old Victorian street with lots of shops. It is very authentic and lit with gas lighting. We went into a sweet shop where the lady was explaining how to get sugar out of sugar cane. Next to her was a massive cake, beautifully iced. It was obviously iced for royalty or the very rich. &lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Who do you think this cake is for?&#39; she asked.&lt;br /&gt;
lots of blank faces...then a little lad&#39;s hand shot up.&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;I know, I know&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Oh good who?&#39; said the lady.&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;BABY JESUS!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh dear, nevermind he was close.&amp;nbsp;100 year or 2000 years there isn&#39;t THAT much difference is there?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/6009202626781915658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/200-years-or-2000-years-whats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/6009202626781915658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/6009202626781915658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/200-years-or-2000-years-whats.html' title='100 years or 2000 years what&#39;s the difference?'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfA-5SMlysIWMgeflwBW74K2NS4SGRTixt-tdr0aKdRQ9rv_GrGV1l2Zkfb3ClJKPKgZuUIVVqU1LXeaoudDlAFQaK0GMOH1mQ-vITaWbW0XVKKp5-8HfaTDgE2ArNP9pKaoAp7mJftFIZ/s72-c/cake.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-5687378654039170141</id><published>2011-04-22T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T01:07:38.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nativity fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgimLPlUWanSdv3lCcVkKg8M80wpM0DPAVod33KioxytmEKu0b5Mq6KmzzSeoFd3N6dqIg0dVUAfjIsbNIuPjzyvlqNlWbbUWYj3KS_2vazY1cwQZL3SR80f5v2YKtPoky_nPqRalCR6kze/s1600/Image2g.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgimLPlUWanSdv3lCcVkKg8M80wpM0DPAVod33KioxytmEKu0b5Mq6KmzzSeoFd3N6dqIg0dVUAfjIsbNIuPjzyvlqNlWbbUWYj3KS_2vazY1cwQZL3SR80f5v2YKtPoky_nPqRalCR6kze/s320/Image2g.jpg&quot; width=&quot;277&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nativities always bring fun, laughter and tears. I remember one Christmas where we had quite a naughty boy in our class. Parents,&amp;nbsp;Grandparents, Aunts and Uncles&amp;nbsp;were watching their little ones with tears in their eyes.&amp;nbsp; So proud of their offspring. The children were nervous, excited&amp;nbsp;and trying hard to remember their lines. Anyway this little boy was a sheep. I was in charge of the area behind the crib so I had all the lines ready to prompt any child that had forgotten. All was going really well until this little boy started getting a bit bored. I looked up from my script and there he was IN the crib. He had yanked baby Jesus out and tossed him to one side and climbed into the crib himself. It was very frustrating because he&amp;nbsp;was just out of poking distance so I couldn&#39;t get too him without making a huge fuss. Eventually I managed to give him the look (any teacher or TA will know what that is) and he jumped out and put Jesus back. We did all have a laugh afterwards but at the time it was a matter of &#39;The show must go on&#39;...regardless of who was in the crib...sheep or Jesus!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/5687378654039170141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/nativity-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/5687378654039170141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/5687378654039170141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/nativity-fun.html' title='Nativity fun'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgimLPlUWanSdv3lCcVkKg8M80wpM0DPAVod33KioxytmEKu0b5Mq6KmzzSeoFd3N6dqIg0dVUAfjIsbNIuPjzyvlqNlWbbUWYj3KS_2vazY1cwQZL3SR80f5v2YKtPoky_nPqRalCR6kze/s72-c/Image2g.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-2741629682752094408</id><published>2011-04-21T07:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T07:06:56.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your d is the wrong way round</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjNoOywXueSUl_Tx3loqyA-owKG_hW7MidCWdionf99nptZjLdNawSR8suTVa4sVOiLmHXKCxQvMN_bxAVMPkJ3_rrDUahiw4QLAKG-nKFFSYa21c9c8i8eHRw6uNQmVD0x1G8innAJOvI/s1600/shit.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;141&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjNoOywXueSUl_Tx3loqyA-owKG_hW7MidCWdionf99nptZjLdNawSR8suTVa4sVOiLmHXKCxQvMN_bxAVMPkJ3_rrDUahiw4QLAKG-nKFFSYa21c9c8i8eHRw6uNQmVD0x1G8innAJOvI/s200/shit.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;During phonics the children were writing words with the letter &#39;d&#39;. I noticed one of my younger children aged 5 had written &#39;b&#39; instead. I pointed out that his spelling was great but just to look carefully at that letter (pointing at the &#39;b&#39;) Is that the right way to write a &#39;d&#39;? Could it be the wrong way round do you think? His reply...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&#39;Oh shit!&#39;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/2741629682752094408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/your-d-is-wrong-way-round.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/2741629682752094408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/2741629682752094408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/your-d-is-wrong-way-round.html' title='Your d is the wrong way round'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjNoOywXueSUl_Tx3loqyA-owKG_hW7MidCWdionf99nptZjLdNawSR8suTVa4sVOiLmHXKCxQvMN_bxAVMPkJ3_rrDUahiw4QLAKG-nKFFSYa21c9c8i8eHRw6uNQmVD0x1G8innAJOvI/s72-c/shit.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-6858427200957691586</id><published>2011-04-21T01:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T09:32:56.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Underbrella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1bwiVQNqFXPkVX4AQPiUAuC2BYpnDNgFLKvTAm1Hkz2l-HP6Kf5ES99IVJJBxPurMDtsBqFjXpAwwsd4TwQgAXrTgnp579oJx2ue1AhUHEGvDcr_wYK3zjt7E5EkujXuxnaVwD3pWFKTI/s1600/umbrella.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1bwiVQNqFXPkVX4AQPiUAuC2BYpnDNgFLKvTAm1Hkz2l-HP6Kf5ES99IVJJBxPurMDtsBqFjXpAwwsd4TwQgAXrTgnp579oJx2ue1AhUHEGvDcr_wYK3zjt7E5EkujXuxnaVwD3pWFKTI/s200/umbrella.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;I was working with a small group of children and we were looking at some picture cards and discussing what we could see. I pointed to a girl holding an umberella. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;What is this?&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;It&#39;s a underbrella!&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;Now I think that is a much more sensible word for an umberella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/6858427200957691586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/underbrella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/6858427200957691586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/6858427200957691586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/underbrella.html' title='Underbrella'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1bwiVQNqFXPkVX4AQPiUAuC2BYpnDNgFLKvTAm1Hkz2l-HP6Kf5ES99IVJJBxPurMDtsBqFjXpAwwsd4TwQgAXrTgnp579oJx2ue1AhUHEGvDcr_wYK3zjt7E5EkujXuxnaVwD3pWFKTI/s72-c/umbrella.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-438141730141852067</id><published>2011-04-21T01:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T01:47:56.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s a toilet roll obviously</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhil0UbDoTukvJan1hDZpF-XOK1xrggAperKxFxl5j2yEBfr407mjefxP28NM5nOvBrN91dhdoe05gggYYXpbZubGURUrZJVdn3BtvLfEB1d4TMluCXnGG-7MepXWw-L3A-fCuvhEyoSA-g/s1600/Image2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;197&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhil0UbDoTukvJan1hDZpF-XOK1xrggAperKxFxl5j2yEBfr407mjefxP28NM5nOvBrN91dhdoe05gggYYXpbZubGURUrZJVdn3BtvLfEB1d4TMluCXnGG-7MepXWw-L3A-fCuvhEyoSA-g/s200/Image2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The teacher was teaching the class about 3d shapes. She held up a several shapes and the children were very good and saying what the shape was. She then held up a cylinder and asked...&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;What shape is this?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
A child put his hand up and said &#39;It&#39;s a toilet roll!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well it is isn&#39;t it when you think about it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/438141730141852067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-toilet-roll-obviously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/438141730141852067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/438141730141852067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-toilet-roll-obviously.html' title='It&#39;s a toilet roll obviously'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhil0UbDoTukvJan1hDZpF-XOK1xrggAperKxFxl5j2yEBfr407mjefxP28NM5nOvBrN91dhdoe05gggYYXpbZubGURUrZJVdn3BtvLfEB1d4TMluCXnGG-7MepXWw-L3A-fCuvhEyoSA-g/s72-c/Image2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-2617761482855499092</id><published>2011-04-21T01:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T01:50:18.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garlic reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeiK_8RCFI3OJL9Ythd6kLt1FV8DjjSXxoPgz2_zeUcUZuwU91kEHWxXtR0NBwJfFIYrkMSKtE2-ZnSgZWqeUogwIAAq6rLX9chUV0ox4I_68zu4zUggIoUDTGTKlqcO1-Te7lcdvxIDSM/s1600/Image4.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeiK_8RCFI3OJL9Ythd6kLt1FV8DjjSXxoPgz2_zeUcUZuwU91kEHWxXtR0NBwJfFIYrkMSKtE2-ZnSgZWqeUogwIAAq6rLX9chUV0ox4I_68zu4zUggIoUDTGTKlqcO1-Te7lcdvxIDSM/s1600/Image4.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJSPBaypQUHpYWGoUdmryix1XV9OzfBxAw_znGCuDam4nYVCQGSHFPuqV7ZPuNgz2DMRIW9eirA3tDUfWlfL_RWOf0B03BByDAIKtwbN5AW7MZHUE9Io2ksbXnYz02HzjJge-YMixCUBSn/s1600/Image3.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJSPBaypQUHpYWGoUdmryix1XV9OzfBxAw_znGCuDam4nYVCQGSHFPuqV7ZPuNgz2DMRIW9eirA3tDUfWlfL_RWOf0B03BByDAIKtwbN5AW7MZHUE9Io2ksbXnYz02HzjJge-YMixCUBSn/s1600/Image3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;A child rushed excitedly up to the class teacher and asked &#39;Are we doing garlic reading today?&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
She meant guided reading.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/2617761482855499092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/garlic-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/2617761482855499092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/2617761482855499092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/garlic-reading.html' title='Garlic reading'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeiK_8RCFI3OJL9Ythd6kLt1FV8DjjSXxoPgz2_zeUcUZuwU91kEHWxXtR0NBwJfFIYrkMSKtE2-ZnSgZWqeUogwIAAq6rLX9chUV0ox4I_68zu4zUggIoUDTGTKlqcO1-Te7lcdvxIDSM/s72-c/Image4.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-3823510515741998304</id><published>2011-04-21T01:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T01:54:32.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionation mark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdFunnPNX3swGeRFaXvzNh-uzXGigfYNakgGpHdn-3L_rLahetOVabcoUMzc5iSFhUL6IDIc15PVEtHE8uwBiR6yeIyl-OkB-lphL0G0fByZHd8-0uhoEBYHCeyDZkghNTupA3BBxgboIg/s1600/Image6.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdFunnPNX3swGeRFaXvzNh-uzXGigfYNakgGpHdn-3L_rLahetOVabcoUMzc5iSFhUL6IDIc15PVEtHE8uwBiR6yeIyl-OkB-lphL0G0fByZHd8-0uhoEBYHCeyDZkghNTupA3BBxgboIg/s1600/Image6.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During guided reading I had been teaching the children about exclamation marks and question marks. A few days later I was doing a guided reading group and a&amp;nbsp; 6 year old boy in my group got very excited when he saw a&amp;nbsp; &#39;questionation mark&#39; It was infact an exclamation mark! I had to bite my lip to stop from laughing and praised him for nearly getting it right.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/3823510515741998304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/questionation-mark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/3823510515741998304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/3823510515741998304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/questionation-mark.html' title='Questionation mark'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdFunnPNX3swGeRFaXvzNh-uzXGigfYNakgGpHdn-3L_rLahetOVabcoUMzc5iSFhUL6IDIc15PVEtHE8uwBiR6yeIyl-OkB-lphL0G0fByZHd8-0uhoEBYHCeyDZkghNTupA3BBxgboIg/s72-c/Image6.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-6610090960973347953</id><published>2011-04-21T01:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T06:05:31.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s so sunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFaNoALk0GPvjSoW_ibEfLuwZ1QqepCZqN4wNlZLYetpPoYnQaQ4jEPKivsGtww_XWSEAgGxtOS4jBTaG6ekTxaHQJJWf_qhj2rMn8BeVRew5goN2JxyELmBaMoX-G5jus__Ko1dHAZ2PU/s1600/Image7.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFaNoALk0GPvjSoW_ibEfLuwZ1QqepCZqN4wNlZLYetpPoYnQaQ4jEPKivsGtww_XWSEAgGxtOS4jBTaG6ekTxaHQJJWf_qhj2rMn8BeVRew5goN2JxyELmBaMoX-G5jus__Ko1dHAZ2PU/s1600/Image7.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During my phonics session with year 2s, the children were looking at the IWB. One little boy said to me &#39;Please can I get my glasses?&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Of course you can&#39; I replied (but also quite concerned because I didn&#39;t know he wore glasses)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&#39;Where are your glasses?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&#39;They are in my drawer&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Right go and get them then&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;I continued with my lesson. I looked down at the little boy and there he is sitting looking intently at the Whiteboard with massive black sunglasses on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&#39;I dont think they are reading glasses are they?&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
He smiled and said &#39;No they are for when it is sunny&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Well it isnt sunny now is it? Put them back in your drawer!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
He had obviously got some new sunglasses and wanted to make use of them.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/6610090960973347953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-so-sunny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/6610090960973347953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/6610090960973347953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-so-sunny.html' title='It&#39;s so sunny'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFaNoALk0GPvjSoW_ibEfLuwZ1QqepCZqN4wNlZLYetpPoYnQaQ4jEPKivsGtww_XWSEAgGxtOS4jBTaG6ekTxaHQJJWf_qhj2rMn8BeVRew5goN2JxyELmBaMoX-G5jus__Ko1dHAZ2PU/s72-c/Image7.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-602506283569184348</id><published>2011-04-21T01:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T02:02:27.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big is so much easier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM2Lyt_d1ShIGo1LgwmDohTMnGLTvZYDuiS1rWarm9lRkRmFMdiddzqZc8OYcINTch-KGI5iu-tubov03gtbiMoY2ON9sYf3HruaVcSV8e8gvzhHag1kgw3EIpL3AR0-8EL_CstQkVQger/s1600/Image8.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM2Lyt_d1ShIGo1LgwmDohTMnGLTvZYDuiS1rWarm9lRkRmFMdiddzqZc8OYcINTch-KGI5iu-tubov03gtbiMoY2ON9sYf3HruaVcSV8e8gvzhHag1kgw3EIpL3AR0-8EL_CstQkVQger/s1600/Image8.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During a spelling test I read a sentence with the word large in it then said I want you to write the word &#39;large&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A&amp;nbsp;little six year old boy looked at me with a puzzled expression on his face and said very seriously...&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Can&#39;t I just write &#39;big?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It would be so much easier wouldn&#39;t it?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/602506283569184348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/big-is-so-much-easier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/602506283569184348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/602506283569184348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/big-is-so-much-easier.html' title='Big is so much easier'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM2Lyt_d1ShIGo1LgwmDohTMnGLTvZYDuiS1rWarm9lRkRmFMdiddzqZc8OYcINTch-KGI5iu-tubov03gtbiMoY2ON9sYf3HruaVcSV8e8gvzhHag1kgw3EIpL3AR0-8EL_CstQkVQger/s72-c/Image8.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-4437411341559271426</id><published>2011-04-21T01:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T02:05:54.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Use your letter names</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguzpxT5U8KcHN3TuxUFCuhPN9yu3COIamQLaQEbATkRf_OsfN9YR9gNUSj8d3GrKylD9FiB881rgHiqpjJCF6GkVeOJ151l2jOv4YajA8fiVNUfAedRWQallO1iEIViaio0jJTEGbTAMn8/s1600/Image9.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguzpxT5U8KcHN3TuxUFCuhPN9yu3COIamQLaQEbATkRf_OsfN9YR9gNUSj8d3GrKylD9FiB881rgHiqpjJCF6GkVeOJ151l2jOv4YajA8fiVNUfAedRWQallO1iEIViaio0jJTEGbTAMn8/s1600/Image9.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been trying to get the children to actually say letter names instead of sounds when spelling a word out loud during my phonics lessons.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;A little lad (aged 6) came up to me and said Jake just called me a k...n...o...b head. &lt;br /&gt;
Brilliant use of letter names but I did find it&amp;nbsp;difficult to keep a straight face.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/4437411341559271426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/use-your-letter-names.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/4437411341559271426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/4437411341559271426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/use-your-letter-names.html' title='Use your letter names'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguzpxT5U8KcHN3TuxUFCuhPN9yu3COIamQLaQEbATkRf_OsfN9YR9gNUSj8d3GrKylD9FiB881rgHiqpjJCF6GkVeOJ151l2jOv4YajA8fiVNUfAedRWQallO1iEIViaio0jJTEGbTAMn8/s72-c/Image9.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-1702401022052206373</id><published>2011-04-21T01:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T09:20:02.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So tiring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijXj5lsmW_OmMMQix5GChyphenhyphenB4ATQSNhWmAcUZgYLcSUND93ISP-8FFQB-amdhG4thtEHq022n34vrLkwXJlRiQ82lXVETcgcDM2M4oEsm2e4IAQIHIr_ci-rWyeU4aPvMq41GVJTGy2YO9l/s1600/Image1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;226&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijXj5lsmW_OmMMQix5GChyphenhyphenB4ATQSNhWmAcUZgYLcSUND93ISP-8FFQB-amdhG4thtEHq022n34vrLkwXJlRiQ82lXVETcgcDM2M4oEsm2e4IAQIHIr_ci-rWyeU4aPvMq41GVJTGy2YO9l/s320/Image1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The children had white boards and pens and had to see how many times they could write their name in a minute. When the minute was up a little lad looked up at the teacher and said &#39;God I&#39;m knackered!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/1702401022052206373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-tiring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/1702401022052206373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/1702401022052206373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-tiring.html' title='So tiring'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijXj5lsmW_OmMMQix5GChyphenhyphenB4ATQSNhWmAcUZgYLcSUND93ISP-8FFQB-amdhG4thtEHq022n34vrLkwXJlRiQ82lXVETcgcDM2M4oEsm2e4IAQIHIr_ci-rWyeU4aPvMq41GVJTGy2YO9l/s72-c/Image1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-415173480579781130</id><published>2011-04-21T01:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T06:07:00.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too noisy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifUNHIE6CQ6KjE8qjuxAgYI8PTuQ1zrzDvnJ87oGJI7raRFTsH6duiAMSm_lBOfFu6oRdhNntgIBvIaRsm6xLiyvypKvHb3-zrzHuZkr68pUPe_3v3QWyRn2vpuFfmDgnee53hlHh4-obf/s1600/image+10.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifUNHIE6CQ6KjE8qjuxAgYI8PTuQ1zrzDvnJ87oGJI7raRFTsH6duiAMSm_lBOfFu6oRdhNntgIBvIaRsm6xLiyvypKvHb3-zrzHuZkr68pUPe_3v3QWyRn2vpuFfmDgnee53hlHh4-obf/s320/image+10.jpg&quot; width=&quot;183&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;This story was told to me. There were two&amp;nbsp;schools in our downstairs hall practising for a music competition. Lots of instruments played somewhat badly. It was extremely loud. When it stopped one of the Reception children (aged 4) said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;Thank god that shit has stopped!&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;Oh dear not a good choice of words there!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/415173480579781130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/too-noisy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/415173480579781130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/415173480579781130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/too-noisy.html' title='Too noisy'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifUNHIE6CQ6KjE8qjuxAgYI8PTuQ1zrzDvnJ87oGJI7raRFTsH6duiAMSm_lBOfFu6oRdhNntgIBvIaRsm6xLiyvypKvHb3-zrzHuZkr68pUPe_3v3QWyRn2vpuFfmDgnee53hlHh4-obf/s72-c/image+10.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-2737964927752586260</id><published>2011-04-21T01:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T02:48:37.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is Mary?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXX7DHjTCp-WVFwlG-lhksTBqAY0qhbQIW8aRW5H6MmX1pPlrYfA5qqVjhWOTaaKK7bOkEGN66Y4BfNv-QOdu0itBogLeWU6q-xNIOLyKmMp5Jk1eISXlqXtIk0F9h_L1gIHkMayuPmjI/s1600/11.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;130&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXX7DHjTCp-WVFwlG-lhksTBqAY0qhbQIW8aRW5H6MmX1pPlrYfA5qqVjhWOTaaKK7bOkEGN66Y4BfNv-QOdu0itBogLeWU6q-xNIOLyKmMp5Jk1eISXlqXtIk0F9h_L1gIHkMayuPmjI/s320/11.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were introducing our Christmas songs to go with the nativity play to our children. &lt;br /&gt;
When asked &#39;Who is mary?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
A&amp;nbsp;child put his hand up and said....&#39;Mary Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Why not? Sounds good to me.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/2737964927752586260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-is-mary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/2737964927752586260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/2737964927752586260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-is-mary.html' title='Who is Mary?'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXX7DHjTCp-WVFwlG-lhksTBqAY0qhbQIW8aRW5H6MmX1pPlrYfA5qqVjhWOTaaKK7bOkEGN66Y4BfNv-QOdu0itBogLeWU6q-xNIOLyKmMp5Jk1eISXlqXtIk0F9h_L1gIHkMayuPmjI/s72-c/11.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-7383830519417798594</id><published>2011-04-21T01:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T02:52:15.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW ears!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK4AgiYodS_Cu1uol5WNEf-wvtKsaXrW3mBtcd1AT1_dk48ThBH0mqWo9ZXXOh-G5GWUhz5wJVJgQG34L7-mT_ZO5h0WYnUn7V7_saOaPe-7fdQ82hG0J2O2X2URZdXrBHyL7IeFCSthFv/s1600/12.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK4AgiYodS_Cu1uol5WNEf-wvtKsaXrW3mBtcd1AT1_dk48ThBH0mqWo9ZXXOh-G5GWUhz5wJVJgQG34L7-mT_ZO5h0WYnUn7V7_saOaPe-7fdQ82hG0J2O2X2URZdXrBHyL7IeFCSthFv/s320/12.jpg&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During Literacy we were working on &#39;WOW&#39; words. Children had to think of interesting words to use when describing things. Our group were describing a tiger. I was scribing for the children.&lt;br /&gt;
One child said &#39;It&#39;s got small ears!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Yes it has well done, but can you think of a more interesting word than small?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;It&#39;s got WOW ears!&#39;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/7383830519417798594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/wow-ears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/7383830519417798594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/7383830519417798594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/wow-ears.html' title='WOW ears!'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK4AgiYodS_Cu1uol5WNEf-wvtKsaXrW3mBtcd1AT1_dk48ThBH0mqWo9ZXXOh-G5GWUhz5wJVJgQG34L7-mT_ZO5h0WYnUn7V7_saOaPe-7fdQ82hG0J2O2X2URZdXrBHyL7IeFCSthFv/s72-c/12.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-1534681993513784119</id><published>2011-04-21T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T02:59:34.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bag of duff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;Mrs. P can I have a bag?&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;A bag?&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;Yes a bag of duff&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;Duff?&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;Yes duff&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;Child points to the playground equipment &#39;Yes duff&#39;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&#39;Oh you mean stuff!&#39;&lt;/div&gt;It brought a smile to my face.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/1534681993513784119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/bag-of-duff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/1534681993513784119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/1534681993513784119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/bag-of-duff.html' title='A bag of duff'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4jRGQkqNbCXiKABckILQsSmTW0zYeBdbTHvYPqrmu7yWLHQlkap7OoWjPNmAYy303BmlJ8WsJd52c-R6Vr2Ja45FsvZsF_4f1p_NhNQt9ZSg6fxc2Nan_E4diqjIg9yiGo9q6Y2mXZJbO/s72-c/13.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-3194800733376807461</id><published>2011-04-21T01:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T03:03:08.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dikes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFllezPLjJHLYw6fiZyvHsrL767D5o1CXs4vIB7d7juvKtTKu0veOcre6JIh2knaskdvsqJSWPL3YRzDHyK_bdqkJwNx8BjmTMnwAGiikPGatTlcJ8bhCy5D4wJS30wOfHv2K50ZEFtR8S/s1600/14.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFllezPLjJHLYw6fiZyvHsrL767D5o1CXs4vIB7d7juvKtTKu0veOcre6JIh2knaskdvsqJSWPL3YRzDHyK_bdqkJwNx8BjmTMnwAGiikPGatTlcJ8bhCy5D4wJS30wOfHv2K50ZEFtR8S/s1600/14.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was running the KS1 Level 3 Reading comprehension test. It was about the Netherlands. Non fiction text telling the children all about the Netherlands, dikes, flooding, windmills etc. &lt;br /&gt;
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One of the questions was something like &#39;How did the villagers stop their village flooding?&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
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Child answered &#39;by having big dicks&#39; (dikes) &lt;br /&gt;
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She continued throughout the whole paper including the fiction part by talking about &#39;dicks&#39;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/3194800733376807461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/dikes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/3194800733376807461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/3194800733376807461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/dikes.html' title='Dikes?'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFllezPLjJHLYw6fiZyvHsrL767D5o1CXs4vIB7d7juvKtTKu0veOcre6JIh2knaskdvsqJSWPL3YRzDHyK_bdqkJwNx8BjmTMnwAGiikPGatTlcJ8bhCy5D4wJS30wOfHv2K50ZEFtR8S/s72-c/14.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146452419820398830.post-7367188160856854227</id><published>2011-04-21T01:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T03:06:52.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I come by plane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8swaYZGWLVDrn_N5D1CQZPtwRRDXzYvnPRT0xeLpTudqhh5TaLfDTsiSC76CsUQC0KdH-XeQKHNMIgArQiZv69oenWvgosuMPyq06K8mmKuNu-rBllQqXXNYq6I0vktgCWBUFjUFs4ptz/s1600/15.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8swaYZGWLVDrn_N5D1CQZPtwRRDXzYvnPRT0xeLpTudqhh5TaLfDTsiSC76CsUQC0KdH-XeQKHNMIgArQiZv69oenWvgosuMPyq06K8mmKuNu-rBllQqXXNYq6I0vktgCWBUFjUFs4ptz/s320/15.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have a very serious little girl aged 5 in our class. She doesnt smile much and seems quite mature for her age. We were looking at a &#39;chicken&#39; poem today and putting actions to it. Anyway she very seriously looked at me and said &lt;br /&gt;
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&#39;I have seen lots of chickens hatch&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Oh that&#39;s nice&#39; &#39;Where have you seen them?&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
&#39;On my farm. I live on a farm&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Oh I didn&#39;t know that, where is your farm? Do you come to school by car or do you walk?&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
Girl looks at me straight in the eyes and said &#39;I come by plane&#39; She nearly had me there, I believed all the farm story. What a sucker I am.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/feeds/7367188160856854227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-come-by-plane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/7367188160856854227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146452419820398830/posts/default/7367188160856854227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childrensayfunnythings.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-come-by-plane.html' title='I come by plane'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15013073498327808585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8swaYZGWLVDrn_N5D1CQZPtwRRDXzYvnPRT0xeLpTudqhh5TaLfDTsiSC76CsUQC0KdH-XeQKHNMIgArQiZv69oenWvgosuMPyq06K8mmKuNu-rBllQqXXNYq6I0vktgCWBUFjUFs4ptz/s72-c/15.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>