It was the end of little Lily’s very first week of school.

It was the end of little Lily’s very first week of school, and she was not impressed. She stomped into the house, plopped her tiny backpack onto the floor, and crossed her arms with a dramatic sigh. Her mother, trying not to laugh at Lily’s serious face, asked, “How was school, sweetheart?”

Lily threw her hands in the air.

“It’s a disaster! I’m just wasting my time!”

Her mother raised an eyebrow. “Oh?

Why do you say that?”
Lily huffed. “Because I still can’t read, I still can’t write, and they won’t let me talk!”

Her mother bit her lip to keep from giggling. “Well, honey, you’ve only been there for a week.

Learning takes time.”

Lily wasn’t convinced. “Pfft! I thought school was about learning stuff!

But so far, all I’ve learned is how to stand in line, how to sit crisscross applesauce, and how to be quiet! I’m very good at talking, you know.”

Her mother nodded. “Yes, I’ve noticed.”

Lily continued, pacing dramatically.

“And another thing! They keep making me share my crayons. MY crayons!

What if I run out of blue? What if I need blue? I love blue!”

Her mother sat down next to her.

“That does sound serious.”
“And don’t even get me started on nap time!” Lily threw herself onto the couch. “I never feel sleepy when they want me to nap. But the second we start math?

Boom! My eyes wanna close all by themselves!”

Her mother finally let out a chuckle. “Sounds like you’ve had a very rough week.”

Lily nodded dramatically.

“The worst. But…” she paused. “I did make a friend.

Her name is Sophie, and she has sparkly unicorn stickers. And she says she’ll trade me one if I bring her a snack tomorrow.”

Her mother smirked. “Lily, are you making snack deals in kindergarten?”

Lily grinned.

“Shh, Mom. It’s called business.”

Her mother shook her head, pulling Lily in for a hug. “Well, Miss Businesswoman, I think you’ll figure school out just fine.”

Lily sighed.

“I guess I’ll give it another week. But if I still can’t read by Friday, I’m gonna need to speak to the principal!”

Her mother laughed. “Deal.”

A little girl was talking to her teacher

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.”

LOL!! Hope this joke will make you smile! Have a nice day!!!

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