Preschool Conversations

• Me: Will you read me a story?
• Girl: What will you give me if I do?
• Me: How about a hug?
• Girl: Nope.
• Me: A high five?
• Girl: No.
• Me: What would you like?
• Girl: Maybe a butterfly. Or some batteries. Or a princess sword. No... I want a space toy!

• Mr. D: I'm cold then hot. I feel like I have a fever.
• Girl: It's not fever! It's Justin BIEBER!

• Girl: Why are you a teacher?
• Me: Because that's what I want to be.
• Girl: You should've been a doctor... they make lots of money!
• Me: Do you want to be a doctor when you grow up?
• Girl: My mom said that's what I want to be but I really want to be a taxi driver like my dad.

• Girl: The banana is the winner!
• Me: Are you the banana?
• Girl: No! I'm an apple!

• Girl: What did you say?
• Me: Never mind.
• Girl: But I DO have a mind! It's in my head!

• Girl: Who should I draw now?
• Me: How about a picture of me.
• Girl: No. I can't draw you.
• Me: Why not?
• Girl: You're skin is too white. Why can't you be black?
• Me: I wasn't born that way. It wasn't my choice.
• Girl: Yes it was. It's your fault you don't have black skin like me.

• Girl: Do you know who God is?
• Me: I do.
• Girl: Tell me who He is.
• Me: Who do you think He is?
• Girl: I know what He does... He blesses people.
• Me: Yes He does.
• Girl: Have you ever seen Him?
• Me: No, have you?
• Girl: No! My Uncle said He is too beautiful and His face shines so much we'd fall down.

• Boy: Is that your house over there?
• Me: No... you can't see my house from here.
• Boy: Can I have a sleepover at your house?
• Me: Probably not. Children don't usually have sleepovers at their teacher's houses.
• Boy: Why not? Because you don't have any toys?

• Me: Did you dream about anything at nap time?
• Girl: I dreamed about you and me.
• Me: You did? What were we doing?
• Girl: We were in the WHOLE world! We went everywhere!
• Me: Wow. That sounds exciting!
• Girl: Yeah... but I said it was an ugly world but you said it was perfect.

• Boy: I'm gonna be tall when I grow up!
• Mr. D: Oh yeah? How tall?
• Boy: Five!
• Mr. D: Five inches or Five feet?
• Boy: I only have two feet not five feet.

• Boy: Ms. Kjaere - do you know the 49ers?
• Me: Yes I do.
• Boy: Well, I was watching the football game with my mama and they lost and then my mama punched the wall and she broke it.

• Aaron: We're friends, right?
• Me: Yep! Will you be my friend forever?
• Aaron: Ummm... let me think about that... ok!
• Me: Thanks buddy!
• Aaron: Friends are a good thing to have always.

• Me: Hey... cut that out!
• Boy: No! Don't say that Ms. Kjaere.
• Me: I'm sorry. What should I say?
• Boy: Say "Knock it off!"

Martin Luther King Jr. Discussion

• Mr. D: Why is Monday a holiday?
• Girl: 'cause it's Martin Luther King day... Jr.
• Mr. D: That's right! And why do we have a day for him?
• Girl: He said that even if you have dark skin and Ms. Kjaere has light skin we can all still be friends.
• Boy: Yeah! And we're all family everywhere!