In the course of teaching gym class today, one of the boys in my class kicked a soccer ball and hit one of the girls in the class in the lower stomach. He apologized, made sure she was ok, and when they came back inside to change, he said, “I’m sorry about your ovaries, N. I hope you can still make babies.”
Later on in the day, I was covering for biology, and had rather an odd conversation. One of the girls in the class was looking at a picture on a worksheet on biological succession and said, “Why is there a dead fish on here?”
“Where?”
“There. At the bottom of the picture.”
“Ok… I see it, but why do you think it’s dead?”
“Well, it’s not moving! It’s just sitting there!”