Geography class
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It was Career Day in the 4th grade class and the teacher instructed everyone to say what their father's profession was, how it is spelled and what he would give to the class if he were there.
"Suzie, you're first."
"OK, my daddy is a baker. That's B-A-K-E-R and if he was here, he'd give everyone a cookie!"
"Jimmy?"
"My dad's a farmer. That's spelled F-A-R-M-E-R. If he was here, he'd give everyone a big red tomato."
"Kathy?"
"My father is a Psychiatrist. That's spelled P-I-S-K......uh, S-I-K-R.....uh, S-Y-K-I....."
"Kathy, you work on how to spell Psychiatrist and we'll come back to you."
"Matthew?"
"My dad's a Bookie. You spell that B-O-O-K-I-E and if he was here, he'd give you 10-to-1 that Kathy ain't NEVER gonna spell Psychiatrist."
"Suzie, you're first."
"OK, my daddy is a baker. That's B-A-K-E-R and if he was here, he'd give everyone a cookie!"
"Jimmy?"
"My dad's a farmer. That's spelled F-A-R-M-E-R. If he was here, he'd give everyone a big red tomato."
"Kathy?"
"My father is a Psychiatrist. That's spelled P-I-S-K......uh, S-I-K-R.....uh, S-Y-K-I....."
"Kathy, you work on how to spell Psychiatrist and we'll come back to you."
"Matthew?"
"My dad's a Bookie. You spell that B-O-O-K-I-E and if he was here, he'd give you 10-to-1 that Kathy ain't NEVER gonna spell Psychiatrist."