Your Mom Has No Head

May 8th, 2008 by timbotron

Over a decade ago, I was a substitute elementary school teacher (and later a full-time junior high Spanish teacher).

Scene: I’m in charge of a roomfull of first-graders for the entire day. A tiny girl comes up to my desk, big smile on her face, and she hands me a piece of construction paper.

Me: What is it?

Tiny Girl: It’s a picture for you.

Me: Who is it?

Tiny Girl: It’s your mom . . . AND SHE HAS NO HEAD!!!
[girl begins giggling uncontrollably]

Me: Ah. Thank You. It’s lovely. How did you know my mom looks just like this?

I kept it on my fridge for over a year.

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3 Responses to “Your Mom Has No Head”

  1. Elina Says:

    So sweet!
    I wish I had such a cool substitute teacher as you at least once :)

  2. Isabel Says:

    hehehe VERY cute! When I worked as a sub at a daycare I found this little girl crouched down on the playground staring at something so I went to investigate. She was poking this “thing” with a stick trying to figure out what it was. She said “Looks like a poo, but I’m afraid to touch it”. Finally, she touched it and it was just a rock, but it DID look like a little pellet of poo. As she was leaving with her mother, she comes running back to me and says “I want you to have my poo-poo rock, will you keep it forever?”. I said yes, and I STILL have that poo-poo rock to this very day.

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