Sunday, January 10, 2010

Back to 12

Well, hols are over and I'm back working with 12. Here's the first half of the news from this week:

12 (answering a story problem about sports movies for math): I don't like sports movies, but I do like The Little Rascals. But that has no sports in it. But it does have a pool.

dangersecond: 12! You got peanuts all over your math book!
12: No, I didn't!
dangersecond: Then what do you call those nuts all over your math book?
12: Snack.

(while talking about her dogs)
dangersecond: Buttercup? The one who matriculated into the dog academy?
12: Huh?
dangersecond: You used that as a vocab sentence last week. I remember.
12: Don't be stupid. I have no idea what matriculated means.

12 (trying to remember what MRI stands for when studying science): Magnetic...Renaissance ... images.

12 (randomly): What would happen if you blew on a worm?

12: I wish I had a best friend who was a blob so I could punch him when I was mad and he'd be normal and it wouldn't hurt his feelings.

12 (randomly): I'm scared of poisonous pencil bags.

12 (singing to herself while writing out The Scientific Method to study for science): U - S - E! U - S - E! It spells use! It spells use!

12 (studying cellular structure): It would be awesome if every cell had to wear a sombrero!

12 (randomly): We interrupt this broadcast to let you know there is a killer on the loose! He looks like a donkey covered in mud!

dangersecond: Um, 12, you can't turn this paper in. Its covered in pictures of your school mascot being brutally murdered.
12: I'm pretty OK with that.

12 (on Jesus): Sometimes he's nice, sometimes he's mean... he's kind of like a robotic version of Santa Claus.

12 (randomly): Hey! Is scrap metal awesome?

12 (thinking aloud about a comprehension question for her English reading): What would I do if I was king? I'd have some guy whipped and have his poor little goat slaughtered. Then if someone wanted goat milk but that was the only goat around they would have to take the blood and squish it and dye it white.

12 (doodling on her homework): Do cookies count as people?

12 (singing to herself): Stupid the red nose reindeer, had a shotgun and a kniiiiiiiiiife!

12 (after studying history): My new career goal is to be a bard. I'll follow you and your friends on adventures and sing about them.

12 (totally randomly. Yes. Randomly): Have you ever worn soccer cleats that someone peed in?

12 (talking to herself while writing for Religion class): ...then she gurgled a chicken.

12 (randomly): I want a giraffe that would say "Peekaboo! I can't see you because I'm too tall and I don't want to move my neck!" Best giraffe ever!

12 (on her math teacher): She's got huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge haunches.