My 4yr old beats the wussification factor
 

My 4 year old son Wyatt is in preschool.

A while back they were read a story about "The Rainbow Fish" who had very shiny scales. All the other fish loved his shiny scales but he wouldn't share them. The other fish kept asking him to share his shiny scales because they had none. He hid from them because he wanted to keep them. They stopped playing with him until he finally decided to share them and then they were all friends.

Now I found the story amusing under the current political context. The other fish shunned the rainbow fish because he wouldn't "share the wealth?" Well that aside... ...the teacher challenged the kids to paint their own rainbow fish and tell a story about it. Most stories where all "happy fish swims, yadda yadda."

My son, well... ...he showed me that he's 100% certified "sticks and snails and puppy-dog tails". HIS rainbow fish story:


My Wyatt fish lives in a different sea with this kind of octopus and sparkley scales. They Wyatt fish likes to share his scales. The Wyatt fish likes to eat little fish and he has to stay away from the mean sharks because they like to eat my fish. And he has shooters so he can get the mean sharks and 100,000 shooter guys. And then they say, "ARGHHH! Where are they going?!" And the shell is going to protect the mean sharks from the shooters.

The End.

Love 'dat boy. :)

You know he's on a list now ;)

Child Protective Services may want to talk to you

Just the mentioning of the word "shooters" will probably get him expelled!

Thats great! My son when in grade school loved WWII history and still does, he would draw the air battles, aircraft complete with swastikas and roundells. Well the teacher was rather upset with his level of detail and asked us to please have a talk with our son as some of the markings were inappropriate, I visited the school library and pulled some WWII books and asked the teacher if she would like to have these books also removed from the school.

How do you say Pwned to a grade school teacher?

LOL

My 2nd grade teacher Ms. Capricorn hated guns, totally irrationally. Banned toy GI Joes from show and tell and all.

So of course i brought a different gun into show and tell every week. She would always pull me aside and send me to the principals office and i'd just say "My daddy is a policeman and he carries a gun everywhere we go. Soliders use guns to protect us or we'd all be killed by bad guys. I don't think guns are bad."

Dad always backed me up.

Wow, I got into trouble for the same thing in middle school.

EXCELLENT!!

Karl
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I used to draw epic space battle in the back of the room in school.

I also used to draw epic battle scenes. I seem to remember doing them on butcher paper in school. The bullets that could maneuver around obstacles were a particular highlight.

Planes on tanks was my specialty. Sometimes a giant snake/lizard thing for variety.

I got booted from study hall for reading a book. It's title: "Conscience of a Conservative" by then U.S. Senator Barry Goldwater.

I actually brought one of my dad's rifles to show'n'tell one day when I was in fourth or fifth grade. When I arrived, the teacher checked to make sure it was unloaded, leaned it up behind his desk, and class went on as always. Show'n'tell time came, I retrieved it, and went on with my spiel. I walked to and from school with it slung over my shoulder. Wasn't a big deal at all. And before anyone thinks this was in rural farm country or something, this was in the Lake Hills area of Bellevue, Washington.

When my uncle was a kid they used to get on the bus in philly with their shotguns to go hunting out by the city limits. My uncle is about mid 50's in age.

My 5 year old son decided to tell the story of going hunting to his class. Except, of course, he added additional detail.......like "blowing the heads off of birds". Mom was a bit disturbed, I just laughed.

Good stories. I remember at that age anything was a gun for cops and robbers, cowboys and indians, etc... Sticks, toys, you name it. The wife was a bit worried but I explained it's in our nature I guess. Not to make a big deal about it and the shooter phase would go away. (at least to some degree, haha).

Everyone remember that kid who, no matter how close you were, would ALWAYS say "you missed!?" I loved tackling that one from behind and putting my imaginary gun up to his head. :) Miss this!

And we wonder why so many kids today end up A.D.D...

You mean because kids aren't allowed to be kids anymore? Doctors and parents think drugs are the answer for everything?

Most ADD cases are a freakin joke. If my son sat quietly for hours on end, I'd check him for a pulse. Hell, I had a hard time paying attention for a 50 min college class.

**** i'm older than your uncle!

My Dad has stories of doing the exact same thing. Mind you, he was in a 1-room schoolhouse in rural SW Ontario.

The best part was when the teacher would give it back to him so him and the guys could shoot at targets during recess.