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I love the little notes parents put in their kids' lunchboxes. It's like a daily dose of wisdom for these tiny humans. But sometimes I wonder if parents are secretly trolling their kids. I mean, imagine opening your lunchbox and finding a note that says, "You're as bright as the sun," only to discover a sandwich made with glow-in-the-dark bread. And what about those pre-packaged lunches? They come with motivational quotes on the packaging. "Reach for the stars!" it says, while you're struggling to open the plastic wrap. I'm here thinking, "Can someone please send me a lunch that says, 'You can handle adulting'?
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Recess is a battlefield for these elementary kids. It's like they're training for the Olympics of tag and hide-and-seek. I witnessed a game of tag that was so intense it could rival any action movie. The speed, the strategy, the drama when someone gets tagged—it's like a Shakespearean play in the schoolyard. And have you noticed how they pick teams for games? It's like a life-or-death decision. You'd think they were selecting Avengers for a mission to save the world. There's always that one poor kid left standing alone, trying to act like they're totally cool with being a team of one. "Yeah, I wanted to play solo all along. It's a strategic choice.
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You know, I was watching these elementary kids the other day, and I couldn't help but think: they're like tiny tornadoes in human form. It's chaos, organized chaos. They have this unique ability to turn the most mundane things into epic adventures. I mean, forget about superheroes; these kids can find drama in a sandwich. I saw two kids arguing passionately about who gets to be the line leader. Now, in the adult world, being the boss or the CEO is a big deal. But in the elementary world, being the line leader is like holding the keys to the kingdom. You would think they're negotiating a peace treaty.
And what's the deal with trading lunches? It's like a mini Wall Street in the cafeteria. One kid's trading an apple for a pudding cup, and negotiations are intense. I can imagine them in business suits with briefcases, discussing the value of fruit versus the joy of chocolate.
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Let's talk about elementary school homework, or as I like to call it, the ultimate test of parental patience. These kids come home with assignments that look like they require a PhD to complete. And the subjects! I'm sorry, but when did math become so complicated? I tried helping a kid with their math homework, and I felt like I needed a survival guide. And don't get me started on the excuses. "The dog ate my homework" has evolved into a whole new level. I overheard a kid telling the teacher, "I couldn't do my homework because my pet hamster was having an existential crisis." Existential crisis? I didn't even know what that meant until I Googled it.
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