From the Uncluttered Minds of Babes...

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From the Uncluttered Minds of Babes...

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."


One 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, Mother?"  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, 'Mother, how come ALL of Grandma's hairs are white?"  The 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 position, the blood doesn't run into my feet?"  A little fellow shouted, "Cause your feet ain't empty."