It started out innocently enough. Riddles in our reading series…working with a partner to figure out the answer. My class loves them and it has turned into riddles and jokes all the time. Sometimes they work, sometimes they don’t. You just have to go with it and let the silliness take over.
Blondie, age 6 – “What do you call a test you can eat?” (I shrug because I have no clue.) “A piece of cake!”
Little fellow who barely spoke the first semester but has now ‘blossomed’, age 6 – “You wanna hear a ‘your momma’ joke?” I naively said yes because like I said, he didn’t talk for months. “Your mother is so stupid (he whispered this word), she tried to climb Mountain Dew!”
The same boy asked me a different day, “Wanna hear another one?” “Sure,” I said. “Your momma is so….” (I have to stop right here because this joke was a little bit dirty and definitely not appropriate for first grade! I blushed! His jokes now scare me.)
Hubby got in on the riddles yesterday. “What is the first thing you know?” This one stumped me all day long and he refused to tell me the answer until he got home. You ready for this?? “The first thing you know ole Jed’s a millionaire!”
Just go with it people!
I took this joke to school and of course none of the kids knew Jed. I got very blank stares so I explained that it was an old show. Sweetie pipes in, “I don’t watch those shows. The only adult shows I watch are Dancing With the Stars, America’s Funniest Home Videos, and The Golden Girls. That show’s a hoot!”
And so are these kids of mine.