Wacky Wednesdays

I've decided that since I like a good laugh, I'd invite you (anyone out there) to share with me on Wednesdays anything funny or wacky or cute that happened to you or that you noticed during the past week. You may share something funny in the comment section-or, if it's on your blog, let me know and I'll add a link in my post :)



The featured artwork is from gum artist Jamie Marraccini--his artwork is fun (and wacky)!


I have kindergarten 'stuff' to share.


Today, as I was sitting in the teacher chair at table 2, checking students' math papers as they came up to me, I suddenly noticed a sound at the table to the left of me which seemed to be out of some . . . Bugs Bunny . . . or Daffy Duck cartoon: the finger wagging up and down between the lips with loud, rapid BUHBUHBUH BUBBABUBBA sounds. I turned around, and there was Gizelle, lost in space, making noises (not doing math). (It was pretty silly, I almost laughed out loud.)


And, last Wednesday, five minutes before it was time to go home, Edwin was bouncing around, asking if he could go to the bathroom. I encouraged him to go, go, GO quickly! Five seconds later he's calling to me from the rug by the exit to the bathroom, "Teacher.... I wet..." (My, it was a big puddle!) I never get upset or make a big deal about stuff like this--we're five years old, accidents happen. I had someone get his stuff, and I stationed him right outside the door so he'd be first to spot his mom (and so he wouldn't sit on the carpet or chairs...). It did make me smile as he walked out to his mom, like a cowboy with permanent bow legs. (And then I had to explain to the mom that I didn't call because it had just happened. The permanent bowed legs made a smile escape from her too...)


I almost forgot: Also today--the guidance intern came in to do a lesson on kindness. After reading a story she asked the class if anyone had ever said unkind things to them:

Marcos-- "My cousin said I had stinky feet!"

(There were lots of comments, but the next one, from a student who's parents adore him, made me laugh out loud! I'm glad I was sitting in the back at the computer.)

Hernan--"My dad said I was boring!"


I love kindergarten! Next week I'll try to remember to post photos of the Lincoln and Washington paintings--some of them are just so laughably wonderful! I love kindergarten art!....

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And, lastly, today on the MSN home page there was an article about various 'funnies' on vacation that I cut and pasted in. I enjoyed reading them during the last part of my lunch break, so I'm passing them along:

1.How to create a vegetarian

Last summer, our family spent a night in Amarillo, Tex., and ate at the Big Texan Steak Ranch. Our appetizer platter had mountain oysters, which we enjoyed thoroughly. My wife and I and our daughter assumed they were breaded seafood. Three weeks later we heard the name again—and learned that mountain oysters are actually fried bull testicles! Someday this photo will be great blackmail material. Alan Freed, Ambridge, Pa.

2. Isn't it illegal for 11 people to go on a honeymoon?


When my husband and I were engaged, his parents said they would give us a honeymoon to remember. We instantly had visions of Hawaii or Mexico. Not quite. They told us we were heading to Disney World in Florida, then added that they'd always wanted to go themselves and were coming along. "That's great!" I told them—what else could I say? In the end, my mother-in-law invited two friends, the friends' three kids, and my sister-in-law and her husband. I can't say a lot of honeymooning went on, but my in-laws did give us a trip we'll never forget. Cristina Beitz, El Cajon, Calif.


3. It really looked like a rifle?


My husband and I went to a rental-car counter at the airport in Cancún. Before we signed the contract, I noticed that if we returned the car with even minor damage we would be charged $1,000. We decided not to get the car, but the agent wouldn't give us the contract, which had our credit card number on it. The conversation got very heated, and the agent mentioned calling the police. I thought that was a good idea and went looking for an officer. I saw a man in uniform holding a rifle and explained the situation to him in Spanish. But slowly I realized that his uniform wasn't quite right and his rifle was...a broom. I was speaking to the janitor! I felt ridiculous. Luckily, my husband had managed to snatch the contract. Bonnie Worthen, Pendleton, S.C.


4. Fuel up at the grass station



In Rotterdam, a friend and I parked our car and wandered around the city. Later we realized we had forgotten the location of our garage. We found our starting point, which was the site of an outdoor environmental exposition, and asked a few people where the nearest garage was. Finally one guy said, "You mean the car park? I'll take you." We were relieved—until he walked us to an artwork in the exposition. Next time, we'll mark our map. Jill Mazur, Los Angeles, Calif.

5. Ever heard of Tide to Go?


My wife and I visited her brother in Mozambique. The first night, I was feeling crummy and lay down, but everyone else had a huge pasta dinner. The next day, we went to meet members of my brother-in-law's church. My wife had forgotten to pack a dress, but after searching for an appropriate outfit, she appeared in a white linen shirt and a yellow wraparound skirt with a brown and red design. As we toured the town, what seemed like every dog within 50 miles came and followed my wife closely. Finally we got away from them and returned to my brother-in-law's place to change and eat lunch. Before we sat down, my wife brought out her skirt and spread it across the table. Turns out the dogs had not missed the previous night's spaghetti sauce splatters, which looked like part of the pattern of the tablecloth. Erik Asbjorn, Bayville, N.J.

6. The revenge of the W.C.


At a train station in Europe, several people in my group needed to use the restroom. So we wouldn't all have to pay the fee, I suggested we hold the door and just follow one another in. After the first person exited, it was my turn. As soon as I closed the door, jets of water and disinfectant shot from the wall until I was ankle deep. The water drained immediately, and I went to sit on the toilet, but it rotated into the wall and I almost landed on the wet floor. A newly cleaned toilet swung out from another wall. Finally, I was able to do what I was there for. As I rose and started to fix my clothes, the door opened, and my group, along with several locals, got quite an eyeful. Lesson: A few cents is not too much to pay to use a clean restroom! Sue Hess, Casselberry, Fla.




7. Just call him Cheeky George

My kids and I were on a cruise and went to Gumbalimba Park on Roatán Island, Honduras. We were excited to see the capuchin monkeys even though a coworker who had recently been to Honduras told me she'd had only limited interaction with them. Almost as soon as we got to the park, a monkey jumped on my shoulder and grabbed my nose. He then began to climb down my chest—and the next thing I knew he had stuck his head down my shirt. Everyone was laughing and taking pictures. That was a bit more interaction than I'd expected! Ana Rand, Bronx, N.Y.

8. And your friends left you there to take the picture?


In 2004, two friends and I spent a day on a dairy farm near Ennis, Ireland, visiting a farmer my friends had met on a previous trip. We walked for hours across his land, avoiding mud and cow patties as we went. Near the barn, we kept to the edge of the path to avoid the muck, but I lost my footing. Imagine my shock and horror when I sank to my thighs and realized that it wasn't mud! I turned to a friend to help me out of the manure, but she said, "I'm not touching you." After I was free, we asked the farmer if he would tell his friends about the crazy Americans. He said no, because they wouldn't believe it—"Even the cows know better!" Gail M. Davis, Virginia Beach, Va.