So the kids finished their math test early and asked if they could make signs for my softball team. Sounded fun to me, so I agreed. The girls wanted to make signs for the female players, and the boys for the boys.
Except for Moussa. He mentioned one of the female players. "So, Mr. Rice, tell me. Does she look . . .nice?" I said yes. "How old is she." I told him she was in her thirties. "THIRTIES? AND SHE CAN STILL PLAY?!?"
"Hey, I'm 32!"
"I thought you were fifty!"
Later he came back to me and asked, "So who's the best looking girl on your team?" I told him they were all beautiful. "Well, do you have any . . .younger?"
"How about nine?"
"Definitely not, Moussa."
"Still too young for my team."
"OK, fifteen to twenty-five?" That I said we had.
I like the way he thinks.
Elementary kids in Brooklyn say the dangedest things
- ▼ September (14)