Kids Are Weird - Tumblr Posts

I had a lot of fun interactions with my students today so I thought I'd leave them here in case anyone needs inspo for writing kids.

Student 1 (7yo): *to student 2* I'm in second grade. What grade are you in? Student 2 (8yo): I'm in second grade too. Student 1: *silence* Student 1: *to me* Can I play a game?

Student 3 (11yo): *after spending 30 minutes logging into her google classroom* I don't have any homework.

Student 1: *forges her mom's signature* Me: I once got a detention for forging my mom's signature. Do you want to get a detention? All four students: Yes.

Me: *to student 2*: What are you writing about? Student 2: I forgot. Me: You're writing about your brother. Student 4 (12yo): Can I write about my brother? Me: Do you even have a brother? Student 4: I have a sister. Student 1: I want to write about my brother. Me: Good! What do you want to write about him? Student 1: How he makes me carry his backpack. Me: ...

Student 3: What's your mom's name? Me: Why are you asking me this? Student 3: Because I need to know. Me: Why? Student 3: I'm not telling you.

Student 4: Can I have a ticket? Me: For what? Student 4: For staying in my seat? For trying my best? Me: Did you do either? Student 4: No.

And here's my favorite interaction with a student ever:

Student (11yo): *to her friend* Technically we're still children. Me: Technically? You are still children. The friend: How old are you? Me: 20 Student: You're still in your wonder years.

So, uh... One of my little cousins tried to steal Lagoona today.

I was at a family dinner, and I brought my new Monster Ball Lagoona as a little comfort item/potential conversation starter. Things generally went smoothly. A couple of my younger cousins showed interest in the typical little kid way, but they were pretty gentle (and the younger of the two was much more fascinated with the punch bowl, of all things). However, when I was getting ready to leave, I noticed that the older one was taking a long time to say goodbye.

She wanted to hold Lagoona one more time, and since she was so well-behaved earlier, I let her. Then, she said something along the lines of, "I like Barbie's hair (yes, Barbie; she calls all dolls Barbie)! Let me put her in my car," and tried to put Lagoona in her parents' car. Thankfully, I was able to get Lagoona back with minimal disappointment on her end, but it sure as heck caught me off guard!

Now, this kid is maybe 6 or 7 years old. She's definitely still learning how the world works, and her senses of reason and morality aren't quite the same as an adult's. Plus, I don't think she fully understood up until that point that Lagoona belonged to me. She probably saw Lagoona and thought, "Ooh, pretty Barbie. I bet Santa got that for me." (Or something like that) But you'd think that she'd have a slightly better concept of not doing whatever the heck she did.

Anyway, that's my Christmas Eve story.

There's a five year old girl at work whose grandma is a doctor and gave her a bunch of giant microbes and her favorite one is this guy

Which is syphilis. Which is why she pitched a fit yesterday at naptime and screamed "I WANT SYPHILIS! I WANT SYPHILIS!"

A kid told me my hair looked like ramen and it’s my new favorite compliment that wasn’t meant to be a compliment

I don’t know if I should be worried or proud for the kiddos cause I still remember one teacher’s day where I had to sub with a bunch of others in order to teach ten year olds. One girl decided to be disruptive by T- posing during the lesson so I T- posed back to assert dominance and it worked. Others kept asking if I was a girl or a boy and got really confused when I panicked and said yes then left. Another boy kept insisting I was Harry Potter and Ron Weasley’s forbidden love child. There was also a bunch of kiddos who told me I couldn’t say y’all which I started doing unironically cuz like “I can say y’all if I wanna say y’all, how you gonna stop me”.

Kids are just wild man.

I should probably explain what Krusiien is-

Krusiien/Krusii is a language, species, and world of part-cat-part-human-or-something-else (eg. part-cat-part-Darkner) people. Most Krusiiens can shapeshift into cats of different breeds and have cat ears and tails in their normal form. I started to create the concept of Krusiien when I was 8-9 sitting in my room wanting to write a song (I called it 'cat' or smth) and it resurfaced near the end of last year, where I taught my friends and other classmates the swearwords. But the actual world and people was something I started more this year.

The language has changed a lot because I keep forgetting things.

There is also a similar language I made called Meowlarien but I won't explain that until later because it's not as important to the comics.

My 2 3/4 year old brother was building with those magnet tiles and I wasn't paying much attention, till I heard it fall, and a small, muttered "damn it". I looked up immediately, praying I didn't hear him correctly (cause I know exactly where that would of come from and don't want my mom to murder me), nope, every time it fell, I just heard a tiny "damn it" and didn't know whether to tell him to stop, or die laughing.

yesterday at the dinner table my sister just menacingly whispered "mentally ill" in my ear and then proceeded to jump out of her chair and start running around the kitchen screaming at the top of her lungs before promptly sitting back down like nothing had happened. I...do not know what to do with her

we have such mild weather where i live that it is exciting when we get anything more enthusiastic than a light rain every once in a while. but my family has traveled to other places and experienced the weather there, which surprises us sometimes. so, when we get any strange weather from abnormally cold temperatures to humidity during pouring rain my sister says,

“it feels like ohio today”

we should go to florida