Just had a long back and forth with a little girl who didn’t want to share the hoarded silly putty about why the success of the human species relies on people choosing to cooperate with each other, even if it’s not always immediately and obviously beneficial to the individual. People who aren’t treated fairly can become sad and angry and even make it difficult to have fun in the future.
i love being a camp counselor…obvi t posing is big rn so we use it as a quiet call and u havent LIVED until youve seen 100 children t posing absolutely silently in a field
i taught an 8 yr old in my swim class how to do a backfloat by saying “remember to t pose!!” and she got it
Eating dinner with a friend and her very sleepy two year old, I give the kid her plate of veggies and say ‘okay it’s hot so we’ll have to blow it,’ kid blows on her dinner then absently says ‘happy birthday’ to her broccoli
when I was a little kid (we’re talking 6 or 7 years old) I was REALLY into The Far Side and Calvin and Hobbes and we owned like every The Far Side collection in print so by 2nd grade I was determined to be a cartoonist but my sense of humor was pretty warped and from time to time my “art” would draw (arguably justified) scrutiny from my elementary teachers but none so much as this piece that I tried to recreate a few months back in my childhood art style for full effect
I don’t remember getting in too much trouble over this one, but I also don’t remember it getting the praise I KNEW it deserved and if you ask me, this is still pretty hilarious coming from the hand of a 7 year old. If these are directly taken from Gary Larson, I don’t know, but I really remember thinking these up myself.
This one was captioned “Katie’s fun day at the pond comes to an abrupt end.”
Who is Katie? I have no idea. Where did I learn the word “abrupt?” Probably Calvin and Hobbes. The original version of this is actually framed in my uncle’s kitchen; he and my dad were my biggest fans.
There was another instance where my teacher asked us to illustrate our favorite part of an earlier field trip, and I drew us having lunch at the McDonald’s playground, and while everything else was in good order, there happened to be a skeleton buried in the ball pit.
“Why is there a skeleton in the ball pit” people would ask.
2nd grade me shrugged, “stayed in there too long.”
AAAAAAAAHHH I LOVED ALL THOSE COMICS AS A KID AND GOT IN SO MUCH DAMN TROUBLE DRAWING CARTOONS TOO.
I love your “Biggest splash”. That’s delightfully Maccabre.
My favorite ancient gallus comic was the page covered entirely in black marker and crayon called “Cat by Helen Keller”.
My regular teacher grounded me at recess for that one but Mrs. Krants the art teacher fell out of her chair laughing and paid me five whole dollars for it.
story time: i taught my little cousin her first longer word when she was very young. i taught her to say “tax benefits”. and to this day my aunt still doesn’t know where she got it from, but it was a hilarious sight to see a little toddler waddling around the house, wearing a big diaper, all the while yelling “TAX BENEFITS!!!!”
My parents did this with me and “nuclear disarmament”.
I taught my little brother to say “micro-surgical vasectomy reversal” (saw it on a billboard) on a road trip, and he didn’t stop saying it for literal years.
My parents taught me to chant “Get your laws off our bodies!” for a pro-choice rally when I was like four and I went to preschool and taught all the other kids the chant and led them on a mini-parade around the playground and the teachers were like ?????????? ?????????? ????????????
whenever my brother threw a tantrum as a baby my parents would chant “live free or die” until he calmed down it was fuckin weird
when i was a kid whenever we got stuck in traffic my dad would say “what the fuck?!?” in a very comic voice and i would repeat it and then he would say it with a slightly different inflection and i would repeat that too and so forth and so basically my poor mother would be stuck in standstill traffic listening to her husband and 4 yr old daughter swearing at each other without end
i’m a preschool teacher and we like to joke around using radical vocabulary with the children, the other day i overheard one kid say ‘this is my truck’ and the other one said ‘no, this truck belongs to the collective’; they all say it now
whenever anyone picks up my daughter or she goes upstairs, she announces “I ASCEND” it’s the best thing
The new fun thing my kids are doing is putting a Godzilla mask on a bouncy horse and leaving it for me to ominously find throughout the day. It takes planing and insight and I’m as impressed as I am scared.
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