A list of puns related to "Kindergarten Teacher"
You can watch the kids, but don't Overwatch them.
That's just creepy...
In hindsight, the small pupils were a dead giveaway...
They can make little things count.
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It's the end of the Kindergarten year, and for all the kindergartners to graduate to first grade they all have to take a simple test.
The teacher walks up to the first kid and goes "Okay Jimmy. To graduate we have to name a few simple body parts. Where are your fingers?"
Jimmy wiggles his fingers.
"Good. Where are your knees?"
Jimmy points to his knees
"Very good. Last question. Where is your nose?"
Jimmy points to his nose
"Very good! How did you know all that?"
Jimmy points to his head and says, "Kidneys"
The llama went everywhere with her. When she started kindergarten she wanted to bring it to school. I told her if she behaved at school she could bring it with but she had to keep it in her backpack. She behaved well and was able to bring the llama whenever she wanted. The next thing I know she is graduating kindergarten and as a surprise for the students the teacher had the parents get up and describe their child in seven words or less. After thinking a few minutes I stood up and said βSheβs a good girl, loves her llamaβ
When I was in 2nd or third grade and my sister was in kindergarten, we asked my dad why he didn't work anymore, he had retired earlier that year. He convinced us he had invented the question mark and every time someone read one, he got ten cents. It was funny, until my sister's teacher mentioned she was honored to meet such an important inventor at the parent teach conference. Then it was hilarious.
I started working as a teacher's assistant in a kindergarten class this year and am loving it so far.
Last week, a kid said to me, "Mr. Xy, I'm hungry." I responded with the classic, "Hi hungry, I'm Mr. Xy." The entire table I was working with erupted in laughter - they had never heard that joke before. I was 100% expecting a groan from them. Since then, almost everyday, the kids set me up to tell it again.
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