The Cowboy Boots

Did you hear about the Texas teacher who was helping one of her kindergarten students put on his cowboy boots? He asked for help and she could see why. Even with her pulling and him pushing, the little boots still didn’t want to go on.

By the time they got the second boot on, she had worked up a sweat. She almost cried when the little boy said, ‘Teacher, They’re on the wrong feet.’ She looked, and sure enough, they were. It wasn’t any easier pulling the boots off than it was putting them on.

She managed to keep her cool as together they worked to get the boots back on, this time on the right feet. He then announced, ‘These aren’t my boots.’

She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and scream, ‘Why didn’t you say so?’, like she wanted to. Once again, she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off his little feet.

No sooner had they gotten the boots off when he said, They’re my brother’s boots. My Mom made me wear ’em.’

Now she didn’t know if she should laugh or cry. But, she mustered up what grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots on his feet again.

Helping him into his coat, she asked, ‘Now, where are your Mittens?’

He said, ‘I stuffed ’em in the toes of my boots.’

She will be eligible for parole in three years. ==================================
A science teacher asked her students
“Children, if you could own one material, what would it be?”

One girl said, “I would choose gold. It’s worth lots of money and I could buy a Corvette.”

One boy said, “I would want platinum because it’s worth more than gold and I could buy a Porsche.”

The teacher said, “Little Johnny, What would you want?”

Johnny said, “I would want silicone.”

“Why would you want silicone?” Asked the teacher

“Well my mom got some, he replied, “and there’s always a Porsche or Corvette sitting in our driveway.”

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Early one morning, a mother went in to wake up her son.

“Wake up, son. It’s time to go to school!”

“But why, mom? I don’t want to go!”

“Give me two reasons why you don’t go!”

“Well, the kids hate me, and the teachers hate me, too!”

“Oh, that’s no reason not to go to school.

Come on now and get ready!”

“Give me two reasons why i should go to school!”

“Well, for one, you’re 52 years old. And for another, you’re the principal!”

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