Today I was reading aloud from a wonderful book called Maniac Magee. In one part, Maniac goes into a stinky, dirty house. One of the reasons it is stinky is because the dog in the house peed on the floor. It isn't Maniac's house, but he gets some newspaper anyway to soak up the pee. The story goes on to say that Maniac also sees something else left by the dog that can't be soaked up with a newspaper, but is stinky just the same.
Most of the kids understood: "Eeew!" and "Gross!" But some kids were still dumbfounded. And then someone asked, "Is that number two, or number three?"
Number three? Now, I know what number one is, and I know what number two is. What is number three?
Further discussion ensues about just how many "numbers" kids have, if you know what I mean. One kid also had a number four. Another kid had a number five. When one kid said he also had a number six, I had to stop it right there. This was just too much information-or not enough, really, because what all kinds of poop were they talking about?
Perhaps they just need to get a little more fiber in their diet. I'll have to bring it up at conference time.
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