Me, My Self, and I

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Three Little Birds

In school where I work as a counselor, a teacher led morning assembly one day. She was bored of giving warnings, and meaningless announcements, and common inspirational quotes. So, she gave a riddle to the students.

"There 3 birds are singing happily on a tree. A hunter comes silently with his gun. Then, the hunter shots once. One bird falls down. How many birds are left?"

1st grader: "Two. One fell down, two left."
6th grader: "None. The other two fly away after the shot."

Teacher appraised those two answers and gave the students present. Just before she closed her remarks, a 4th grader raised his hand.

4th grader: "One is left."
Teacher: "How come?"
4th grader: "One fell down. One went to police station to report the shot. One stayed to watch the hunter so the hunter cannot run away before the police come."

Imported from other Miss Daybee Talks.

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