I love my job at the nursery school.
Sure, I play Down by the Bay so many times that soon you'll find my bloated and decomposing body on the shore of that bay.
But it has some precious moments.
This week we sing Spring songs. Nothing puts Spring in your step better than songs about robins.
Teacher asks students, "what does a robin say?"
Student, naturally, answers, "caw, caw…k". Repeat two times. Wrong bird, but brilliant comedy.
Piano player tells other teachers all about it.
I got to say cawk at school today.
HELLOOOO NEWMAN: Laughter is your sixth sense
