Wisdom of a Child
A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.
The teacher said it was physically impossible for a
whale to swallow a human because even though it
was a very large mammal its throat was very small.
The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by
Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could
not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.
The little girl said, "When I get to heaven I will
The teacher asked, "What if Jonah went to hell?"
The little girl replied, "Then you ask him."
A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom
of children while they drew. She would occasionally
walk around to see each child's work. As she got
to one little girl who was working diligently, she
asked what the drawing was?
The girl replied, "I'm drawing God."
The teacher paused and said, "But no one knows
what God looks like."
Without missing a beat, or looking up from her
drawing, the girl replied, “They will in a minute."
A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten
Commandments with her five and six year olds.
After explaining the commandment to "honor" thy
Father and thy mother, she asked, "Is there a
commandment that teaches us how to treat our
brothers and sisters?" Without missing a beat
one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered,
"Thou shall not kill."
An honest seven-year-old admitted calmly to her
parents that Billy Brown had kissed her after
class. "How did that happen?" gasped her mother.
"It wasn't easy,” admitted the young lady, “but
three girls helped me catch him."
One day a little girl was sitting and watching
her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink.
She suddenly noticed that her mother has several
strands of white hair sticking out in contrast
on her brunette head. She looked at her mother
and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your
hairs white, Mom?" Her mother replied, "Well,
every time that you do something wrong and make
me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.
The little girl thought about this revelation
for while and then said, "Momma, how come ALL
of grandma’s hairs are white?"
The children had all been photographed, and the
teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy
a copy of the group picture. "Just think how
nice it will be to look at it when you are all
grownup and say, 'There's Jennifer; she's a
lawyer,' or 'That's Michael. He's a doctor.'
A small voice at the back of the room rang out,
"And there's the teacher. She's dead."
To make things clearer, the teacher told the
class. "If I stood on my head, the blood, as
you know, would run into it, and I would turn
red in the face." "Yes," the class said. "Then
why is it that while I am standing upright in
the ordinary position the blood doesn't run
into my feet?"
A little fellow shouted, "Cause your feet ain’t