E came into the classroom scratching his head. "Mrs. Barker, can I go to the restroom to wash my hand? A monster dropped on me."
"A monster?"
"Yeah. It dropped on me!"
Now I know they had just seen some hawks out on the playground. Maybe a bird pooped on his head? "E, by monster do you mean a bird pooped on you?"
"Noooo! A monster!"
"A monster? Like the kind that go 'Boo!'"?
Then he showed me his hand stained in yellow. "Nooo! A MONSTARD!"
We were both laughing too hard for me to tell him that he should've washed his hands before he came in.
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